Font Size:
“That’s good, because I have a feeling he’ll be giving us a run for our money otherwise.”
“True enough,” Travis agreed as we hit the freeway.
My phone pinged, and I looked down at the text from Sam asking if we wanted to come over for dinner tonight.
“Your sister’s inviting us over,” I informed him.
He glanced over at me before his eyes returned to the road. “You know what? I think I’d prefer to have you to myself tonight. That all right with you?”
I loved our friends and his sister, but there was nothing I loved more than our quiet nights in. Just us and our fur balls.
“That sounds more than all right,” I murmured. “Sounds perfect.”
If only I’d remembered that perfect only lasted so long.
