Chapter 104

“What plans for today, sweetheart?”

“Excuse me, Mother?” I could feel my own cheeks redden, and I withdrew my foot and felt for my slipper, but it wasn’t where it should have been. I could hardly go searching for it, so I let it go for the time being. “Oh, I’m going to see DB.” I helped myself to some of the fresh fruit Gregor had cut up and placed in a bowl in the center of the table.

Just then Miss Priss launched herself onto Mark’s lap. She arched her back and whipped her tail back and forth across Mark’s face and mouth while she kneaded his thighs.

“Thanks, cat. Just what I needed—a mouthful of fur.” He picked some of the loose hairs out of his mouth, but he didn’t push her off. He broke off a piece of the frittata and offered it to her.

“Is she hurting your leg?”

“Nah.”

I hoped he was telling me the truth. “Well, push her off if she is.”

“Think I can’t deal with a pint-sized prima donna?”