[Austin’s POV]
“No.”
The word leaves the kitten’s lips without a single ounce of hesitation and causes laughter to erupt from me.
Goddess, she really was an interesting thing, always trying to act tough when she had that marshmallow interior. However, that was part of the reason I found myself drawn to her. I wanted to pick those layers apart; I wanted to see who she truly was past the facade she attempted to keep up.
“You should only suggest something like that to someone you love.” She continues.
“And what if that person is you?” I challenge, shooting her a look. “Would you agree then?”
“No,” she responds, not hesitating again.
“But what if I say you’re the one I love?”
“I’d say you were full of shit.”
Laughing again, I reach out and place a hand on top of the kitten’s head and
