Rushing In (Bailey Brothers, #4)

by Claire Kingsley

I never did anything crazy. Not by my standards, anyway. Other people seemed to disagree, but as far as I was concerned, the things I did were completely sane.

I did shit like this all the time. Not usually with a raging forest fire at my back, but hey, I loved new experiences.

What are you going to do with it?” Logan asked, peering at the kitten on my shoulder. “That’s a weird question,” I said. “I’m going to take care of her. I’m her cat mom.” “I think you mean cat dad.” I rolled my eyes. “No, I mean cat mom. According to Google, it’s primarily the female cat who cares for her kittens. The cat dad might help her out, but it’s just as likely that he won’t. My little squeaker here doesn’t need a cat dad, she needs a cat mom.”

That is the cutest thing ever!