"C-Can I really?" she asked hesitantly, like a tiny, soft Kitty tentatively extending a little paw.
"You can."
Had it been any other child, Kieran Russell wouldn't have even entertained the thought of bringing them to work. But this little one? Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad.
Ruby Rowland had already raised three soft, tiny fingers in a supremely earnest vow. "I'll be very good, Kieran. I won't disturb your work at all."
Amusement flashed in his eyes. He lightly flicked her small forehead with a long, slender finger. "I'll trust you for now."
It didn't hurt. In fact, Ruby loved the intimate gesture, her round, feline eyes curving into a bright smile. She was exactly like her smile—soft, a little sweet, and capable of melting anyone's heart.
Holding her small hand, Kieran led her onto the Hovercar. They flew toward the largest hospital on the Capital Planet.
