It's Still Just Us: (Sequel to It's Just Us) by R. Phoenix & Chris McHart

Author:R. Phoenix & Chris McHart [Phoenix, R.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-04-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Carter

Snowflake was fast asleep on the couch next to me, curled up into a large ball of white fur. Somehow, when I’d gotten him, I hadn’t anticipated having his hair on every surface in this house, let alone on all kinds of food.

But by now, even as I looked at the furry edge of my couch, I couldn't imagine being without him, not anymore.

Creamy, though — or better yet, the hellcat — was a different matter. He refused to even acknowledge me. If I looked below the couch, where he still hid, he hissed at me and tried to smack me with his claws out. Slowly, I got the feeling we wouldn't become friends in the near future. Or the distant future.

Sometimes I envied Micah and how easily he made new four-legged friends. And it seemed that when he put his mind to it, two-legged too. He'd been gone for quite some time, so his evening with Finn seemed to be going well enough. I was happy for him, knowing he’d found someone to spend time with. It was nice that it wasn’t someone he’d befriended through me, and who also wasn't a co-worker.

But I still missed him when he wasn't here. I'd gotten so used to having him around, it was strange when he wasn't here. Like a part of me was missing.

"Can you believe it? Me going all mushy over Micah." Snowflake didn't react, though. He slept on like he didn't have a care in the world. Well, he didn't, as long as he didn't try to have Creamy for dinner.

Creamsicle. Then again, as long as he hated me like this, I could probably call him Creamy.

After a moment, Snowflake raised his head, his long ears perking up. "Is he coming?" I asked him.

It took me several seconds longer, but by the time Snowflake jumped from the couch, I could hear Micah's car pulling into the garage. I started to get up to meet him at the door but decided to wait. It would look rather desperate if I jumped him right after he came in, right?

Before I could find an answer to that question, the door opened. I could hear my baby trying to say hello to Snowflake without having his tongue all over his face, from the sound of it. I waited impatiently, trying not to appear too eager.

"Hey, Daddy!" Micah's voice was bright and happy.

"Hey, baby. I'm in here."

Micah appeared in the doorway. I looked at him and my breath caught. Hell. What had happened to my baby?

"Hey, Daddy." Micah came over to me.

I couldn't even get up. I was too caught up in his looks. He was still Micah, but not. His eyes were sparkling, darker than usual, and his skin was… different, too. I could apply some makeup, thanks to YouTube, but this was something else — a whole new level of makeup, so to speak.

"Finn?" That was all I could manage to say while I got up.

My baby was biting his bottom lip, looking up at me from below those long, long eyelashes.

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