Page 87 of The Pushy Pixies Are Going Down
“He’s right, Lyric,” Miles said, carrying three glasses into the room. He grimaced as he set them on the coffee table. “Sorry, I didn’t give you guys enough time.”
Lyric snorted. “You’re fine, and thank you. For the drink and the invite.”
“I mean it.”
Lyric gave him a small smile. “I know you do.”
Miles grinned back, then rushed out of the room. “I’ll grab the chips and dip.”
“Doesn’t he know we’re stuffed to the rafters with all that food he made? I haven’t stopped eating since I got here hours ago.”
I snorted. “I think he’s just giving us another minute.”
They sighed and sat up, pulling away from me to grab their glass. “I’m just sick of… feeling alone all the time.”
“I know how you feel.” I shoulder-bumped them.
“I know you do, and I’m so glad you have Miles now.”
“I am too, but… you know having Goliath helped me out a lot. I know you have Peaches, but like you said, she doesn’t really cuddle. Maybe another animal would.”
They glanced at me. “You think I should get a dog?”
“Or a cat or a whatever. Any kind of pet will help. We can find one that likes to cuddle. You can even get a dog or cat or whatever to sleep in the bed with you.”
That made Lyric smile a little. “I always did want like a million cats. I’ll be the crazy cat lady.”
I snorted. “No, you won’t.”
They shrugged. “Honestly, the thought did cross my mind the other day. I love Peaches to death, but… it’d be really nice to hug a cat or dog or whatever when I need to. Plus, having another pet in the house might actually do her some good, you know?”
“Well, there you go. We could go to the shelter and see if you find anyone you like.”
“Yeah?”
I nodded. “Definitely.”
Lyric stared at me for a moment, then grinned and called out, “Hey, Miles?”
“Yeah?”
“Want to go to the shelter with Win and me to pick out a pet next weekend?”
“For who? You or Win?”
They snorted. “For me, you goof. I need another pet. Peaches and I could use another family member.”
Miles walked back into the room, carrying a ton of snacks. “That sounds like fun. When are we going?”
“How about next Saturday?” I asked. I was glad Lyric didn’t want to go tomorrow because I kind of wanted to spend the day relaxing at home with Miles if we could. “We don’t have anything to do, right?”
Miles thought about it, set everything on the coffee table, then pulled out his phone, likely to check his calendar. “Nope, nothing planned.” He put his phone in his back pocket and smiled at Lyric. “Let’s go next Saturday!”
Lyric grinned. “Sounds like a plan.”
Of course we didn’t get to relax at home.
I woke up to my phone ringing, but Miles was curled up beside me in bed, so I clicked the button to make the phone shut up and snuggled into my boyfriend.
