Chapter 58

That chubby cat was sprawled lazily over Louise's waist. Judging by the way the photo was taken, she must've just snapped it casually while lying down. She probably didn't even notice-when she raised her arm to take the shot, her top, which was tucked into her skirt, had ridden up a little. A bit of smooth, fair skin peeked out right next to the hem of her black skirt. Dominic zoomed in a bit more, casually checking out Muffin and that hint of exposed skin. "Had a meeting this afternoon, just got home," Dominic said, sending a voice message. Louise was currently lifting Muffin off her stomach. Her dress was covered in cat hair, and she looked miserable thinking how this outfit was probably beyond saving. When she heard the voice message, she automatically assumed it was from Ian-he usually called around this time. No one else really contacted her during non-working hours. She grabbed the phone and sighed. "Ian, remember to bring a lint roller tomorrow, will you?" Dominic's deep, velvet