Page 191 of Deadly Sweet

Savannah blows us a kiss before bouncing up the stairs.

The moment she’s gone, we all rip our costumes off. “Maybe we should shower too.” I give myself a sniff and grimace.

“It was like a fucking hot box in there,” Walker groans, pulling the head piece off.

“Dude, your hair is dripping in sweat.” Caleb laughs.

Walker runs his hand through his hair and cringes. “Yeah, I’m taking a shower.”

“Good idea.” I chuckle.

We all take showers and meet up back in the living room.

When we get there, Savannah is sitting in a pile of candy, arguing with Thor.

“If you touch the Mars bar, I will bite you,” she threatens in a very serious tone.

Thor chitters and Savannah gasps before he snatches the bar they’re both reaching for and runs off with it.

“Not so fast.” I grab Thor by the scruff as he goes to run past me.

“My hero,” Savannah says dramatically.

Bringing Thor back over to Savannah, I hand him to her.

She takes him and holds him up in front of her face. “You need a friend. You're getting bored too easily,” she huffs before letting Thor go. He chitters as he takes off again.

“I’m going to go make sure he’s all settled in his house,” Leroy says, turning around and following after the raccoon. Of all the pets in the world we could have had, a raccoon was not one that ever came to mind.

Caleb hates him and the feeling is mutual on Thor’s end, but the little bugger seems to like the rest of us. I don’t mind him. He’s nice to me, cuddles on my lap, but I don’t like the way he snuggles into Savannah’s boobs and then evil eyes all of us as if he’s staking a claim on her.

“I think the last thing we need is another rat in this house,” Caleb grumbles as he leans against the wall, running a hand through his dark locks.

“I don’t know.” I chuckle, moving to take a seat on the ground next to Savannah. Leaning back against the chair, I pull her between my legs. She tilts her head back and smiles up at me. I grin, pressing a kiss to her lips, and she snuggles into me, picking at a little baggy of candy. “I’ve always wanted a hedgehog.”

“You mean a smaller, spikier version of a rat,” Caleb deadpans.

“What's a hedgehog?” Savannah asks, looking between the three of us.

“How do you not know what a hedgehog is?” Caleb snorts, putting a foot in his damn mouth.

He seems to realize his mistake instantly.

“Shit, baby, I’m sorry.” Caleb’s face falls, any trace of humor gone.

Savannah buries deeper into my hold and I glare at Caleb. “Sorry I was kidnapped and lost my memory,” she mutters. “How dare I not remember every animal in the world.”

“Savvy, baby, I’m so fucking sorry.” Caleb looks gutted, and I can’t help but feel bad for the guy. Sometimes he speaks before thinking.

“Here,” I say, pulling up a photo of one on my phone and showing it to her, hoping to make light of the situation.

She takes the phone from me. “Awe, they’re so cute!” she gushes. “I want one.”

“I’ll buy you twenty,” Caleb blurts.

“Thought you didn’t want any more pets,” Walker snorts from his spot on the lounge chair.

“Can it,” Caleb hisses.

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