Raliegh yipped and hopped up on the couch, laying her head on the other side of the cat on Sam’s knee. A rattled breath and Sam let her head fall back, tears on her face as she pet the animals.
“It was almost too much for me, girl.. He got so angry and I wasn’t able to dodge all the punches before I could get him calmed down. I’m gonna have a black eye for sure tomorrow.” She swallowed hard. “I’ve not had one get like that on me for a while.. It scared me honestly.. Mason is a good head taller than me, and twice my weight, easy…”
“M-aa-ow?” Joscelyn tipped his head back to look up at Sam between her cleavage, and lazily waved a paw up at her. It sounded like she had a bad day. And the cat was all sympathy. He waved his paws to remind her that hey, she was home now. She had the dog, and now she had Joss. Well, until he remembered to scamper home to Bucky. But the cat could always come back! He knew the way. “Mrrrraow.”
“Thanks buddy.” She rubbed his belly, looking down at the pretty orange and white cat in her lap. She touched her eye, wincing as she prodded it gently. “Thats gonna hurt like a bitch in the morning.”
“I think the three amigos need to go to bed now, for a bit.” She rolled to her feet after tucking Joss into her arms. “You two will be nice while momma sleeps?”
