CHAPTER NINE
Something jumped onto Brody’s chest. Not too heavy. About ten or eleven pounds, but unexpected and uncomfortable. Like this couch. His lower back ached.
Disoriented and sleepy, Brody opened his eyes and blinked.
Sunlight filled the living room. Black pupils wide against green irises, Loki stared down at him. Two teeth that resembled tiny vampire fangs stuck out from each side of his mouth. One of the cat’s long whiskers was white. The rest were black.
“Good morning, Loki.”
The cat bumped his head against Brody’s chin, pawing at his chest.
“Where’s Cara?”
Loki lay down. His gaze locked on Brody’s.
He didn’t hear anyone walking around. The kitchen was empty. Then he heard the shower.
“Bet you want to go into the bathroom, but she closed the door because I’m here.” She’d
