Say it Again, Sam by Jane Lynne Daniels

Author:Jane Lynne Daniels
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, love, paranormal, magic, cat, contemporary, friends to lovers, finding the one, boroughs publishing group, lunchbox romance, timing is everything
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group

CHAPTER THREE

Of all the things Izzy thought she would be doing on this day, apologizing to a cat wasn’t one of them. But it seemed the least she could do.

“I’m sorry, Sam,” she said. “This is horrible.”

His gray tail lashed back and forth, the crooked part thumping on the floor. His eyes were wide open, the pupils dilated into large black pools.

“It was a mistake. A big…no, a huge one.” Then she stopped. To be fair, even mistake was an understatement, given Sam’s current state.

The cat yowled again, this time with a full-throated rage that didn’t require translation. The receptionist on the other side of the glass door rose from her seat, mouth pursed, so Izzy grabbed the angry cat, holding him tight as she bolted for the elevator.

“We have to get you out of here.”

A hiss.

“I said I’m sorry. Really, really sorry.” The elevator pinged, and the door slid smoothly open. “I’ll take you back to my place until you’re…you know, yourself again.”

A second hiss. Louder this time.

Izzy punched the button for the lobby, looking at the backlit panel, the mirrored ceiling, the gold railings. Anywhere but directly at Sam. “You don’t have to yell at me,” she said. “I already feel bad enough.”

He squirmed, and she shifted his weight to hold him. He wasn’t making it easy.

“Just be quiet while I try and fix this.”

Instead, he continued the person vs. cat wrestling match until he stopped abruptly, staring at Izzy, his ears back, his expression startled. The elevator door pinged open and she realized her right hand was now on top of something soft but hard at the same time. She followed the cat’s gaze to see her hand firmly closed over the cat’s—um, Sam’s—furry penis.

Her eyes widened. She looked at him. He looked at her. She dropped him to the floor.

He landed on his feet with a thump and walked through the elevator door, alternately stalking and shaking. The one thing he didn’t do was turn around. It had to be an adjustment, she admitted, having your business on display like that for anyone to touch. Except that she wasn’t anyone; she was his best friend. And, truth be told, she’d been wanting to touch the human version of that for some time now.

Izzy squeezed her eyes shut then opened them and went through the door. Her dignity limped behind.

* * *

It was a good thing Sam followed her to her car, since she didn’t dare look until she reached it. She opened the door, and he hopped in to burrow into a spot on the floor in back where she couldn’t see him.

Izzy punched on her Bluetooth and tried the voodoo woman again, but the call went to voicemail. There was no way of telling how long this would last. Could be minutes or—Izzy gulped—years? Next, she called in to her office, letting them know she was headed home because she didn’t feel well. No shit.

When she opened the door to her apartment, Sam ran in ahead of her and leapt up to sit on the windowsill in her kitchen, eyes accusing, tail swishing.

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