Page 60 of Knot Your Problem, Cowboy
SOPHIA
June’s taillights disappear down the ranch road, leaving me in the kind of darkness Chicago never achieves. I fumble with my keys, slightly unsteady on my feet. June had one glass of wine, responsible designated driver that she is. I, on the other hand, discovered that Loretta’s book club pour is apparently measured inyeses.
“Mrow?” a familiar squeaky voice greets me from the shadows.
“Chonkarella!” I squint at the porch where three orange shapes wait like fuzzy sentinels. “And babies! Were you waiting long? I’m so sorry. Mommy was out discussing demon anatomy with the town ladies. Very educational.”
The mama cat winds around my legs as I finally get the door open, nearly sending me sprawling. Her twokittens dart inside like they’re being chased. Or maybe they just know dinner time when they see it.
“Yes, yes, I hear you,” I tell them, flipping on lights and making my way to the kitchen. “Demanding little fluffballs, aren’t you?”
I find two cans of tuna in the cupboard, the good stuff, apparently, not the bargain brand I usually buy. “Look at me, feeding you fancy tuna. You’re already living better than I did in Chicago.”
They attack the food. I make a mental note to ask Cookie about cat food tomorrow. Although, watching them eat with such enthusiasm is oddly satisfying.
I grab a bottle of water from the fridge, chugging half of it in an attempt to preempt tomorrow’s wine headache. Before I shower off the evening’s… everything… I need to update my blog. My followers have been begging for news, and boy, do I have news.
Laptop open, sitting cross-legged on my bed with three cats already claiming territory on my comforter, I start typing.
Confessions of a City Omega
Book Clubs, Barn Cats, and Bad Decisions
Dearest Diary,
Second night in Montana and your girl has already:
Joined a book club
Adopted three cats (or they adopted me—jury is still out)
Discovered the ranch has a cat sanctuary (I’m in heaven)
Made questionable life choices involving cowboys (I’m fanning myself)
But let’s start with the important stuff: BOOK RECOMMENDATION ALERT!
Infernal Temptation— a literary masterpiece about a woman who accidentally summons a demon prince while trying to bake. I haven’t technically finished it yet (I’m savoring chapter eight like fine wine).
The ladies of the book club take their demon romance VERY seriously. There were themed snacks. There were costumes. There was a cardboard cutout with hand-drawn abs. I’ve never felt more at home.
Speaking of home, meet my new fluffy overlord roommates:
