Page 26 of Desperately Seeking Kitty

He did have a fine posterior and a nicely shaped cock, at least through his trousers. And really when it came to sex, what more did you need?

It wasn’t as if I was going to marry the dude.

And screw it, I was trying this whiskey.

Steeling myself, I tossed back a healthy swallow and tried to keep from choking as flames singed my throat and fireballed straight into my chest. I stumbled into the hall, pressing my spine to the wall while I tried to get control of myself without waking Clint.

No worries there. He never batted one long dark eyelash.

Once the heat began to settle, I lifted the bottle experimentally and tried again. And again.

And maybe a few moreagainsfor good measure.

I moved my party for one into the living room and went back to editing while I drank straight out of the bottle and waited for sunrise. I didn’t have to wait long.

A text came in from Magnus and I peered at it with one eye open.

Mag

Can you take a rush from LaToya? She just finished her latest Vortex mystery. Needs it edited by Thanksgiving weekend.

LaToya was one of my favorite clients, so I started to reply in the affirmative until I remembered how behind I was. I really shouldn’t take on any more work until I was caught up. As it was, I’d be scrambling all week.

Eh, what the hell. It wasn’t as if I had any plans with family or friends. As usual.

Kitty

Sure. Tell her we can do it. She knows how much I love her mysteries.

I went back to editing Rina and Sven, expecting the conversation to be over.

So you don’t have plans for the holiday?

With a boozy sigh, I answered him.

No, why would I?

I don’t know. You do have a father.

I snorted loudly enough I feared I’d awakened Clint.

He’s the turkey, he’s not about turkey.

Man, I was positively hilarious when I was half drunk. Or perhaps more than half.

So you don’t want to do something else instead?

I frowned.

Like what?

Well, I was thinking of coming for a visit.

Why?

Smooth, Kitty. Real smooth. Try not to insult your only friend, okay?

I took another gulp as a sound came from the bedroom. Was that grunt Clint or had Lucky pulled down my mini plant shelf in the bathroom again?

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