Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 317

Having left Larissa’s lap. The men became increasingly uncertain. This environment was completely unfamiliar to it, and its deep blue

yes were filled with fear. It memed a few times, looking around for that familiar figure before it curled back into its spot in the corner of he solà due to not being able to find Larissa

It looked rather pitiful with the way it tembled in a trance, Kevan seemed to see Larissa as she was that night in the emergency hall wating. So he involuntarily went over and picked up the kiten, placing it in his own lan. Its tiny body gave off heat so it seemed to resemble an eco–friendly hand warmer on this cold winter day.

Kevan mimicked Larissa’s movements, stroking state head before slowly moving to the soft fur on its back–doing it again and again He had to admit, stroking a cat like this was quite effective in promoting concentration and calming the mind. At least in these low minutes, he felt good–especialy when the little thing started being affectionate around him

He kent imagining the cather

Maybe–just maybe–he could allow this cat to stay.

both man and kitten were coexisting harmoniously in the living room. They each sat or lay on the ends of the sofa, with a large space left

randomly between channels,

you angry, did she? Larissa asked

Kevan replied, and she breathed out a sigh of relet Gently picking up the kitten, Larissa placed it back into the cage that Violet brought in. Bopping its mose

it

self–aware, and

open, she heard

she

patiently. “So you won’t complain

out of ways to deal with

made Larissa

want to see a single hair of its

Larissaquickly I willke

promised. “I will take

best if you do.”