Chapter 81

Jason rolled his lips over his teeth in an attempt not to laugh. One Ella Sinclair sat blabbing in his passenger seat while he drove his truck up the mountain road to a neighboring town for pet supplies.

"I would definitely suggest a few toys. Kittens are playful and need diversions or they'll find their own amusement like your plant. Except that's half-dead, so probably not a biggie. Oh, and a scratching post. Your furniture will thank you. Litterbox, of course. Plus a food and water dish..."

Damn, but she was adorable. He didn't normally go for brunettes, especially chatty ones, but he might make an exception in this case. She'd interrupted his irritation meltdown earlier and had replaced it with one laugh after another. He doubted she even knew she was one helluva welcomed distraction. She seemed the completely-unaware-of-her-sexiness type of woman. A little too wholesome for him, perhaps, yet the girl next door vibe was appealing somehow.

Strange, that.