Meatball hugged her finger, seemingly mistaking it for a carrot to chew on, but it didn't hurt.
Aurelia Shaw teased it a bit, holding it as she walked inside.
James chased to the stairway entrance, meowing, when suddenly he heard a strange "gurgle gurgle" sound behind him. He turned around to see a large, furry, black muzzle sniffing his rear. Startled and with fur standing on end, he swiftly dashed downstairs, disappearing without a trace.
Soldier innocently tilted his head, wondering: did he scare it?
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Aurelia Shaw carried the pillow and blanket to the sofa.
Mason Nightshade entered and saw her kneeling on the sofa. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, her face small and exquisite, captivating even without makeup.
He embraced her from behind, burying his head in the crook of her shoulder, inhaling the sweet fragrance she exuded: "What are you doing? Planning to sleep on the sofa tonight?"
Aurelia Shaw pushed him away, "Not me, you."
