Wanna Get to Know Ya by Reon Laudat

Author:Reon Laudat
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Publishing Group

14

Early the next morning the phone rang, jolting C.J. from sleep. One arm snaked from beneath a quilt to grab the receiver, knocking over a picture frame and assorted bric-a-brac on the nightstand. Keeping her head under the covers, she put the phone to her ear and answered in a sleep-muffled voice.

“Hey, Sis!” Nina’s annoyingly perky greeting bounced through the phone line like a cheery Christmas carol. “Just wanted to check to make sure you got home OK. How did it go?”

“Great. We went to Chicago for the day. We flew in by small private jet.”

“Ooooh, big spender. Sounds as if he’s really going all out to impress you.”

“But you know it doesn’t take much.”

“You being a woman of simple taste and all. The private jet is more my style.”

C.J. finally opened her eyes, then gasped, “What the…!” She’d thrown the covers off her head and startled at the sight of the furry mink-brown heap stretched across her thighs. “Pryde!” C.J. screeched. Another soft white heap rested to her right, near her head, Joi. Nina’s two Persian cats. C.J. had forgotten that she had promised to cat-sit the critters while Nina was away on a four-day trip to New Orleans for a hairdressers’ convention.

Nina had obviously dropped the cats off at C.J.’s place sometime the night before.

When C.J. returned home from her Chi-Town excursion with Ethan, she’d been too exhausted to notice her feline houseguests were there. Adjusting to their change in locations or caught up in a deep sleep, Pryde and Joi had not come running out when C.J. stepped through the front door just before 1:00 a.m. But they had found their way to her room and made themselves quite comfortable in her bed while she slept.

“You found my fur babies!” Nina trilled. “I used my key to drop them off on my way to the airport. I want to thank you again, Sis, for agreeing to keep an eye on them while I’m in New Orleans. I feel much better now, knowing they’re at your place until I get back. I worry about those two so when I have to take trips. They punish me by leaving little smelly—”

“I know,” C.J. said wearily. “They poop in your best pumps and annihilate your plants when you leave them at your place all alone for longer than a day or two.”

“The professional pet sitters only stay long enough to put fresh water and Cat Chow in their bowls and change their litter box.”

“You’ve already filled me in on Pryde’s and Joi’s abandonment issues.”

“I do appreciate your taking them in for a few days. And the timing was great. You’re usually out on the road when I need a reliable sitter.”

Still fighting through a sleep haze, C.J. read the nightstand clock’s digital display: 10:32 a.m. She bolted upright in bed when she realized she’d slept longer than she intended. Her head swam from the abrupt motion. Aunt Ella was expecting her for brunch at 11:00 a.m. “Glad you arrived in New Orleans safely.

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