Chapter 33

“Just him and Smokey,” he murmured as he unlocked the front door and went inside. Darren was nowhere in sight but Smokey was sprawled in the middle of the living room floor. The cat got up, coming over to rub against Rob’s legs in greeting. “Where’s your master?” Rob asked, petting him.

“I think he’s the master, not me,” Darren said, coming down the stairs. “He ran me ragged, playing fetch.”

“Uh-huh. And you loved it.”

“It was fun, up to a point,” Darren admitted. “How was your day?”

“More tiring than I expected. Probably because it’s been forever since I’ve had a job. Other than that, it was fine. She’s a nice woman to work for, at least so far.”

“She hired you, so she must be,” Darren replied. “Okay, that didn’t come out quite the way I meant it.”

Rob laughed. “I got what you were trying to say.” He started toward the stairs. “Give me a few minutes to shower and change, then we can figure out what we want for dinner, if you haven’t already.”