Oh God, please let it be a third guy. This love triangle is quickly becoming a why-choose.
Me:
Finn.
April:
Finn?? But I thought we were Team Aiden?!
Me:
No. We are Team May.
June:
Sure, sure. Where’s he taking you?
Me:
A fundraiser. At a winery.
June:
Ooooh fancy.
April:
May. Please do not wear jeans.
Me:
I’m not. I’ll report back later.
April:
USE PROTECTION!!!
Me:
Shush.
I give Neptune a few apologetic scratches behind the ears, then rush through a shower. By the time I’m towel-drying my hair, the doorbell rings.
Cassie stands on my porch with a wide grin and a garment bag slung over her shoulder.
“Hey, girl.” I step aside to let her in. “Thank you for coming on such short notice.”
“Happy to help.” She glances down at the floor. “Shoes on or off?”
“Whatever’s comfortable.”
As we head toward the living room, Neptune lifts his head, instantly alert. The moment Cassie sees him, her face lights up.
“Oh my God,” she breathes. “Is that Neptune?”
“That’s him.”
“Is he okay with pets?”
