“What is going on?” I ask, confused.
“I am not about to take a road trip with you, Avery. Not when you complain the whole time about my driving!” Maeve snaps. “This is ridiculous!”
Blair shoots me a look, irritated. “I’m sure Ivan will go with you,” she says.
Avery shakes his head, mumbling something under his breath.
“Ireallyneed someone to tell me what’s going on,” I say.
Maeve turns to me, her eyes twinkling with delight. “We need to rescue a mama and her kittens.”
I frown. “That’s not out of the ordinary.”
“Thekittensare four hours away,” Piper says, amused. She reaches over the counter to cup Avery’s cheek, and he softens. “And Maeve has so kindly volunteered to pick them up for us.”
“I’m off next weekend, and you two aren’t,” Maeve argues. “I don’t mind doing it.”
“And we’re saying you should have someone with you,” Blair says. “A second person to help watch over the cats. Like your brother, who has so kindly volunteered.”
“Hell no. I am not sitting for six hours with Avery, not with the way he judges my driving?—”
“I don’t judge you, Maeve, what the hell?—”
“I’ll go with you,” I say. Everyone stops to look at me. “You said it’s next weekend. I’m off.”
Besides, having a weekend away from Maeve? No thanks.
I’ll be miserable at best, physically ill at worst.
At my offer, her scent immediately sweetens. “Are you sure?” she says. “I mean, you’re going to basically be stuck with me in a car for hours on end.”
I raise an eyebrow and smirk, and she bursts out laughing while Avery groans.
“See? Problem solved,” Piper says enthusiastically.”
“You know how to drive in the snow, right?” Avery asks me suspiciously.
As if I’d ever put Maeve in danger. I bite back a growl, knowing how inappropriate that would be.
He’s just looking out for his sister.
“I do,” I reply, then turn to Maeve. “Logan grew up in the mountains though. Maybe we should ask him if he wants to come. It wouldn’t hurt to have a vet with us, too, just in case. We’re both off next weekend.”
Avery looks like he wants to die, and Piper gives him a sympathetic look.
“That would be great,” Maeve says, her face lighting up. “The kittens and their mom aren’t high risk, but having the extra help makes me feel better.”
“I know how to take care of kittens too, Maeve,” Avery grumbles. She turns to her brother and scoffs.
“I’d prefer the veterinarianandvet technician to come with me,” she says, and Avery drops his head in defeat.
“Of course I’ll go with you,” I murmur. “All you had to do was ask, silly girl.”
Maeve beams. “Road trip! I can’t wait.”
I can’t wait, either.
An adventure to rescue kittens with the girl of my dreams?
