His other woman
The little demon had latched onto a pillow with its teeth and was now yanking on it with surprising strength.
I was still holding the other end, which meant I was unwillingly engaged in a game of tug-of-war. Spoiler: I was losing.
“Skylar! Do something!” I shouted, glancing at her as she doubled over laughing.
“Alright, alright,” she said, snapping her fingers. “Come here, boy!”
To my relief, Thunder immediately dropped the pillow and bounded over to her, tail wagging like he hadn’t just been trying to devour me.
Skylar scooped him up and began rubbing his head, cooing at him like he was some angelic little fluffball and not the spawn of Satan himself.