“I’m positive I can change your mind, love.” Victor said, radiating hope and happiness. “They’re brilliant majestic creatures, Summer, and with proper training an ocelot would be a great pet for us…me, I mean me.”
“Bit like you.” Her mouth twisted in a sideways smile. “You don’t have to have my permission.”
Victor smiled an almost boyish smile. “Like I said, I want you to be comfortable when you come over, not looking over your shoulder wondering if my cat is going to pounce on you.”
“Victor, darlin’.” She shook her head and smiled. “All you have to do is let it outside. While it’s a kitten I’m sure it will be okay.”
He smiled, “And you promise to still come over even when he’s not a little kitten anymore?”
“Well, now, that assumes we’ll still be together then, doesn’t it?” She looked down, then back up. “I know it seems like a long time, but we’ve only been seeing each other for about a month. I’m still a little surprised to wake up and find you in my bed sometimes.”