Hope he likes it, considering all the shit Charlie’s been giving me for spoiling what she calls the little grifter.
The cat meows in agreement and nuzzles against my pant leg.
I gently nudge him aside with my boot as I slip through the door into the mudroom. I make a mental note to find a way to keep the cat away from the back door before Charlie has an allergic reaction.
Once I’m inside, I strip down to my boxers and toss my clothes into the washer, so I don’t track cat hair into the apartment.
I stop short in the doorway when I see Charlie curled up on the couch, fast asleep. Her red hair spills across the cushion, her mouth slightly parted, with one hand resting protectively over her still-flat belly.
My gaze lands on the notebook on the coffee table. The open page is filled with what looks like a handwritten list. Curiosity gets the best of me, and I lean over for a closer look.
Pros & Cons of Sleeping with Heath Halstead… Again:
Pros:
He’s stupidly hot naked (especially in the shower).
Best sex I’ve ever had.
Married with benefits has a nice ring to it.
Pregnant = no rubber required.
Cons:
Pregnancy hormones make me reckless.
I could easily fall for him.
Risk of homicide is real (could end up onDateline).
