After showering, I rushed back into the room again.
A cartoon was quietly playing on Henry's phone, yet he stared at the flowers I brought him, entranced.
My mind hadn't really registered that Kitty and Ren were there before; I was too worked up from the assault I had suffered at the end of the walk and too blown away by the change in Henry.
Seamlessly turning from small and weak to tall, confident, and so eye-catchingly beautiful that it was impossible to look away.
Well, I clearly didn't have to bring him flowers, given how just listening in had already cheered him up enough. I wasn't so naive as to think the stalker puppy would stop his unruly ways, though I hadn't thought that my reaction to my grandmother's rambles was enough to assure him.
Not like this, turning the puppy into a cat, raking its long limbs, fully knowing its allure.
"You like them?" I asked Henry with a chuckle while getting to the mattress.
