"The what?" Callie asked as she leaned in closer to Free's face but immediately backed out when her cheek brushed on the cat's itchy fur and hair that was sticking on her mouth. Her face contorted because of it as she took the fur from her mouth. "Gosh, it's gross."
Free glared at her and just chose to not say anything about her comment about his fur, anyway, it wasn't his at all. Or maybe he was just so done about her straightforward and harsh remarks that he just got used to it. Well, Callie believed that he certainly should just get used to it and get over it. She would not adjust for him, definitely would be getting into a fight between the two of them if he ever tried to answer her with the same remark. After all, she called for him. He was working for her. She would not put up with
