His Wild Attraction (WILD BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE #4) by C.D. Gorri EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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ELLIE
It all started when I stepped into a pile of cat shit.
Yeah, cats used litter boxes, but only when they’re clean. Some cats
were pickier than others, according to the internet, and everyone knew
the internet was always right.
I had a system in place. I scooped daily and changed the cat litter every
eight days.
Rocky was still technically a kitten. Only nine months old, or so the
animal rescue place had said. He shouldn’t require more frequent cleaning
than that.
It was a jumbo sized litter box, for Pete’s sake!
Meredith had been kind enough to allow pets in the Morristown housing
where Sammy and I recently moved. It was an offsite location from the
Manhattan branch of St. Elizabeth’s Shelter for Women and Children.
Sammy and I were residents there for a couple of months, but Gary had
found us and started sending letters with thinly veiled threats. He showed
up twice, harassing the poor employees who worked there, some of them
volunteers.
I didn’t want that for any of the kind people there who’d been so helpful
to me. I was getting ready to leave, though I didn’t know where I’d go,
when Meredith offered me use of this place.
We were the first residents, and I couldn’t be more grateful to her.
The friendship that had sprouted between us, and her friends Sofia and
Destiny Volkov, was as unlikely as the sky turning pink, but it had
happened.
Somehow, some way, those three women had gently brought Sammy
and me into their group, and I was constantly amazed. I mean, I never had
girlfriends like them.
Sammy was supposed to start preschool this year, he’d be four in a few
months. But with everything that happened, well, I’d been too terrified
about sending him where Gary could get him.
With Meredith, Sofia, and Destiny, not to mention the latter two’s
children, in our lives, I had to admit my shy boy was thriving. Even their
husbands made an effort to speak kindly to my son, and they often bought
toys and played with the children whenever we had one of our Sourdough
Sunday lunches.
Funny how living in a million dollar condo in Manhattan never made
him smile. But move him to a couple of small rooms in Morristown, where
he could finally have a kitten of his own and, well, my boy had been
smiling nonstop.
“Meow.”
Grrr.
Back to Rocky. So, as I was saying, scoop daily, and change the litter
every eight days. He was only eight pounds, but he was gaining weight.
Anyway, he must not have been happy with the state of his box this
evening, so he found some place else to do his business.
I growled, hopping to the sink where I lifted my foot and grabbed some
flushable wipes.
Apparently, Rocky, though picky about pooping in his box when his
litter wasn’t fresh, wasn’t above dropping a deuce inside the pile of clothes
I left on the bathroom floor after Sammy’s bath time.
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