Chapter 435
Hugh had really thought Serena would stay and keep him company. But instead, she'd only said it to placate him and then left that annoying little cat behind.
Snuggle seemed to pick up on his annoyance. He sprang up in protest with a sharp hiss.
Hugh felt a solid thump against his chest, and that actually hurt. He opened his eyes, coldness flashing in his gaze.
That damned cat.
Snuggle darted off the moment he saw Hugh approaching.
Hugh's irritation faded as quickly as it had come. He was about to get up and shower when he spotted a warm cup of hangover-cure drink on the coffee table along with a note.
"I know you like soft and fuzzy things, so I left this one to keep you company for the night. Sleep well."
Hugh let out a silent sigh. He stared at the note for a long time before downing the drink in one go.
He then hunted down the runaway furball, scooped him into his arms, and flopped onto the pile of blankets and pillows Serena had set up for him.
Pinning the squirming kit

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