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“Deals all around,” Cleo said. “And I need to start dinner.”
“Ready to help.”
“I’m going to roll the plans up, stick them in my room. I’ll be right down for that beer.”
As they walked out, Sonya looked at Cleo, waved a hand in front of her face as if fanning away heat. Cleo just rolled her eyes, gave Sonya a poke with her elbow.
“I want to hear all about it,” Sonya muttered.
“Later. Dinner needs to happen, and I’m behind there.”
“Because you were busy kissing Owen.”
“Among other things. Not those things.” Another eye roll. “Looking at the boat design, discussing.”
“It’s going to be beautiful, and so uniquely yours. I have to say, he really gets you.”
As they came down the main stairs, the door opened. Mookie charged in, followed by Trey.
Pleased he’d used his key, Sonya went straight to him, wrapped close, lifted her mouth for a kiss.
“We’ve been up looking at the design for Cleo’s boat. It’s amazing.”
“I’ve seen it, and agree.”
“Dinner’s going to be a little later,” Cleo told him. “Sonya and I have to get started.”
“I’ll put my stuff up and give you a hand where I can. Hey,” he said as Owen came down with Jones, and the cat.
“Who’s this?”
“My cat. Pyewacket. She’s apparently attached herself to Owen.”
Trey bent down, gave her a long, smooth stroke. And she arched under his hand, purred like a well-tuned engine.
“And appears to be fickle,” Cleo added. “We’ll let the dogs and Pye out, and get started.”
“You’re letting the cat out with the dogs?”
“I’m housebreaking her,” Cleo told Trey.
“Okay, well, that should be interesting.”
“Getting a beer,” Owen said. “You want?”
“I do. Two minutes.”
“Hurry down. We have a lot to tell you. And Cleo and I will fill Owen in on last night.”
“Sounds like I’m going to need that beer.” Owen headed straight back to the kitchen. Paused at the music room.
“That’s the newest one.”
“Lisbeth. I found her in the closet, in the studio. She’s just the beginning.”
“I’ll start.” Sonya opened the kitchen door for the animals, and began the story of the night before.
While she weighed in with a few details, Cleo got out the pot she wanted, turned the heat on under it.