Page 144 of Indecent Lies

He was glad that one of them had faith in him.

“I can’t concentrate on them if I’m worried about you having pneumonia. Please go and get changed before I carry you there myself. Alexa, turn the heating up 5 degrees.”

Her eyes softened and she smiled at him. The one that always got his belly in hot fists.

“Okay. I’ll be right back.” She told the kitten and placed him on the couch.

It lay on her hoodie, before she tucked the material around it.

Then she quickly kissed Texas on his cheek and his heart rolled over too.

“Thank you for not immediately telling me to take them out.”

She knew by now he was under her princess thumb and would do anything for her happiness.

He took her up the mountain so she could ski. They rode around town on his bike because she loved squealing in his ear. He walked around the grocery store while she pushed a cart because it was a new experience. He sat under a blanket on the couch while she ate from a plate of antipasto and made him watch shitty movies.

Of course he loved her, madly as it turned out.

Out of nowhere, there was a rattling noise in his heart.

Of course he’d do anything for her, make her happy, even hold a baby fucking goat.

He had no clue what to do other than check it was dry and had a heartbeat, it appeared lively enough after a few minutes, but he grabbed his phone and called a number he hadn’t in forever.

Lawless answered with his usual rusty voice.

“This is a surprise. How’s the hero of the hour?”

“How do I take care of a baby goat and a few weeks old kitten?”

“Sounds like the start of a bad Shakespeare play.”

Texas laughed some of his shoulder tension away.

He told Lawless what he knew and in turn, the man who knew everything gave him instructions on caring for a kitten, but first told him to get them to a vet for a check over. Didn’t even question why Texas’ woman had the animals.

Biker old ladies, as he knew, were always revered, even if they did crazy shit.

So that’s what he and his girl did and three hours later, both animals had the all clear, they had enough stuff to take care of them on the back seat to last them a few days.

He expected them to be kept in the clinic, but there he was, carrying a five pound pygmy goat against his chest up the flights of stairs with Poppy cooing to the kitten.

“They’re so cute, aren’t they? And so good, this little one hardly mewled at all. I’m so happy they’re not sick.” Poppy trailed behind him.

“You realize we live in a top floor apartment, Pops.”

“I know. But they have plenty of space.”

His apartment was big. But not big enough for goats and cats.

He could tell from the look on her face that she’d already claimed them as hers.

He had bupkis chance of getting out of this.

“They’ll shit everywhere.”

“We have a litter tray for this tiny baby,” she kissed the white cat’s head and snuggled it close until Texas felt a pinch of jealousy. “And I can take the goat out for walks, we bought a leash, Tait.”

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