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| Title | Golden Retriever x Black Cat 2nd Chance Romance |
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| Body | “Do you remember the time I baked you a birthday cake and you said it made you feel glad you were born? In Mexico?”<br /> <br /> “You made me feel glad I was born.” His voice is rough with emotion. It begs me to lower the shield around my heart, but I won’t.<br /> <br /> “I want to be with a man who makes me feel glad I was born, Noah. I can’t settle for anything less than that. My future shouldn’t be less than that. I don’t know why you’re back in my life and what you’re hoping to accomplish, but let’s not…” I shrug, struggling to put my messy thoughts into words. “We can be friends.”<br /> <br /> “I don’t want to be your friend, Bobbi. I want to be more.”<br /> <br /> “That’s the divide between us. And I’m not negotiating.”<br /> <br /> A beat of silence. “You said you’d give me a chance if your cat liked me.”<br /> <br /> “So? It won’t do you any good.”<br /> <br /> “We'll see about that. Yes or no?”<br /> <br /> I stare at him and then sigh. “Yes. But it won’t change anything.” Señor Mittens is antihuman. And Noah doesn’t have the patience to woo my cat.<br /> <br /> “Here, kitty, kitty, kitty,” he says, putting a hand out.<br /> <br /> I laugh despite myself. “It isn’t going to work.”<br /> <br /> “Just give him a minute.”<br /> <br /> I cross my arms. “Yeah sure. Take your time, but you need to go after an hour.”<br /> <br /> “Have a little faith,” he says mildly. “Here, kitty! Oh, Señor Mittens~!”<br /> <br /> I prop an elbow against the couch and rest my temple against my knuckles. Noah seems ridiculously confident as he holds his hand out. But then his self-assurance is one of the sexiest things about him. He must’ve never failed at anything, which is why he’s so sure he can win my cat over—and me.<br /> <br /> Personally, I need a vision board, meditation and a lot of friend-support to help shake off doubts and negative beliefs about myself, what I want and my success. The objects help remind me of what I deserve—what I should strive for.<br /> <br /> Señor Mittens slowly emerges from the kitchen, looking bored. If he could speak, he’d say, What lowly animal is calling my name?<br /> <br /> Still, the fact that he’s come out at all is a miracle. I stare at Noah in shock. He might as well have parted the Red Sea.<br /> <br /> He grins.<br /> <br /> Okay, time to end this. “Señor Mittens,” I say in my sweetest voice. “Come here, baby.”<br /> <br /> “Come here, kitty,” says Noah. He makes a little kissy sound with his lips.<br /> <br /> My cat gives me a glance, then trots over to Noah and rubs his head against his hand. Not only that, he purrs.<br /> <br /> I gasp, sitting up straight. “Traitor!”<br /> <br /> “Not a traitor. He just loves me.”<br /> <br /> “How?”<br /> <br /> I stare at my cat, wondering if Noah somehow swapped him with a different animal. I reach over and pull him into my arms to check his paw. He’s missing the toe. But even if he weren’t, I’d know that disdainful expression and those slitted eyes when he’s pleased. I hold him for a moment longer, then put him down and gaze at Noah, who’s looking on with a lopsided grin.<br /> <br /> “What have you done to my cat?”<br /> <br /> “What have I done? Nothing.” He grins. “I just happen to be a pussy whisperer.”<br /> <br /> Read STILL MINE, Free in KU<br /> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fdp%2FB0CL5HCG9N&h=AT0zYTGk0BkPfBdWL4Lnux1yl1m0ARKEGoYpYc0gi12rmglZLzjAK43tGrZHBg-Q2rtlPA-C9R8s_9ptTDkcFtEjkcO2Uap2XBI3ulwWmsFT-850t8ecpIeU6IdzVy4SBr8ZUwfUe0wf2Q" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CL5HCG9N</a> |
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