“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.”
Victor looked down a little. “Yeah, I’d hope we’d still be together but even if we weren’t I’d hope we would at least still be friends love.”
“Hope,” she echoed. “Yes, hope, but it’s been the other way often enough that I don’t count on it. One day at a time, yes?” She brushed her fingertips down his face. “Raise your kitten, and what happens is what happens.”
Victor leaned into her hand a bit then nodded. “Would you like to come meet him once I get him?”
“I was thinking I’d come with you to pick him up. Or maybe her. Girl cats are nice too.”