Chapter 18

“How’re you feeling, babe?” I asked.

“Good, thanks to you.” He stroked his fingers over Miss Priss’s head.

“What did I do?”

“You saw to it I’m having one of my favorite meals. And in addition, you gave me back control of this day.”

“You’re mine, right? I’m gonna take care of you.”

“Mother and Gregor brought something back for us.”

“Souvenirs?” That surprised me. No one had ever done that for me.

“A couple of the outfits the riverboat offered for their costume night. Yours is black, mine is white. Wait until you see them.” He seemed really pleased.

“I look forward to it.” I set the kitten down. “Now, I missed lunch. If dinner is ready, I could do with something to eat.”

“Of course.” Quinn slung his arm around my waist and I looped mine across his shoulders, and we made our way to the dining room.

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