Chapter 13Rey
The party had been a success, and Sierra soon reported that new monthly and even one yearly donation had started to trickle in.
I felt pride in a way I hadn’t before. It felt like I’d been doing something to contribute to running this place. Of course, I’d been doing it before by cleaning and cooking and then taking care of the kittens and all that, but this felt different. It felt like a more concentrated effort because it helped feed the visitors who then made donations or adopted animals.
My stupid crush was getting out of control. I was now dreaming of being held by Jack most nights. Sometimes, when I woke up, I was hard as nails and I couldn’t tell if it was morning wood or the wood that Jack built. Not that it mattered much, I still took care of it anyway.
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