The Morning

Trisha picked up the startled kitten and tapped it on its nose, where it proceeded to bite her finger.

"Listen you, you won't be able to sleep in here any longer if you ever do that again. These are not kitten chew toys!"

Thank goodness his teeth hadn't been bigger or went in deeper. Waking up bloody would not have been the ideal way to get up for her.

A sharp knock on her door made Trisha flinch. "Who is it?" she demanded as she got out of bed. She put on a robe that someone had left for her and wrapped it around herself.

"It's Ryan."

Trisha frowned. Now that was unusual, besides him trying to let