Chapter 4
WINSTON, THE CAT
How can I nap knowing this Jerk-face is eyeing my Holly?
I reposition and growl on the chair by the window, looking out at the pool.
Why does Jerk-face keep eyeing her backside?
And why does she laugh at every stupid thing that comes out of his mouth?
Humph. Does he think he has a chance with my human?
He'd better think again. He might have her fooled, but he has to tangle with me first.
If ads affect your reading experience, click here to remove ads on this page.