Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend
It was a small, cozy shop with a bell on the door and a cat sleeping in the window.
"Barnaby would like that cat," Cale said.
"Barnaby hates other cats. He's territorial."
"He is protective. Like his father."
"You're the father?"
"I am the alpha. He respects the hierarchy."
They went inside. Susan, a woman with grey braids and a shawl, waved at them.
"The famous author!" Susan cheered. "And the tall husband!"
"Greetings," Cale said solemnly. "Is the perimeter secure?"
"The what? Oh, the table? Yes, it's right here."