Two days later, I showed up at her house with a basket full of three kittens and a big fucking diamond ring. “You don’t have to bribe me.” Cassy cried, sliding the ring on her finger. I wasn’t. Those damn homeless furballs had been playing on my mind, but I would never tell a soul that. “Say yes, damn you.” I growled. “Yes!” Cassy threw her arms around me as I scooped her up and placed the basket on the ground.
