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Kayan

I ith a start, gasping as I sit up at the sound of LeFou barking his little face off fro rooht, aside fro—hence why he doesn’t sleep in bed without about?

There’s a short lull in the high-pitched yapping as the Chihuahua catches his breath, in which I hear ?—before his barking continues, more frantic this time

I shake offmyself out of one of the sweet black catsuits July—my business partner-slash-BFF—and I wore on our stakeout With all the exciteht, I’d fallen asleep beforeinto the htstand, I pull outin e I pull the ha comfortable in e, which I visit three tiets, insures I’un, one I’ve owned for several years but have luckily never had to use in a real life situation

Between LeFou’s incessant yapping, I hear the floorboards inroom creek, and I press my back to the wall beside my bedroo down the hall ofto bark

There, beside h the s, is a hulking figure I hold back a gasp,up its pace as I take in the sheer size of whoever is in my apartment uninvited

Is this one of the guys Wes arning July and ot so pissed ent on our stakeout and followed the guy to Momma’s Country bar? I ht whoever it was leaving those fighting dogs at our vet clinic Surely he didn’t think ouldn’t follow hi the poor creatures so we could stop the them to us when it was already too late for most of them

“Shut the fuck up,” comes the deep voice I barely make out over

I frown Nobody talks to h in his hard little life before I adopted hi to hurt his feelings, my protective, noble, little steed

I step out into un to aim at his head, but at the last er With un going off barely iant man’s throat as he stumbles backward at the shot to his shoulder

“Kitten” The intruder sounds… hurt? Betrayed? And why the hell did he say—

Oh no

Oh no no no no no

I slap ainst the wall of the hallway and swish ht switch, and I flip it upward When light fills the s uproolance behind hi, and I see the bullet oodness no one lives in the other half of hbors forthe cops about a gunshot— Oh shit

“Oh shit!” I start to panic, rushing toward Z “Oh o to jail I won’t survive jail! Look at esture toit was in my hand

When his eyes roa thelance down at myself

Naked

Of course I’ination and you could see every nook, cranny, and bump Not even Spanx would’ve worked underneath, because you could’ve seen where the spandex stopped around your ribs and thighs So I went au naturel, and only took the ti in bed