Sophie Sullivan had a serious expression, shaking her head, "No, if Gaby goes, I go too. If I don't go, Gaby can't go either."
Thomas Shannon stared at her. Was she deliberately opposing him?
Unafraid, Sophie stared right back at him. The little thoughts you're having in your heart, I can guess them with a strand of hair!
A silence fell, with the two of them staring each other down.
Feeling ignored, Gaby huffed noisily, patting its paw on the bedside.
Gaby's paw had a lot of strength; even the mattress shook a little.
Sophie pressed both hands against Thomas' chest and gave a push, "Stop it, Gaby is angry."
"What's more important, Gaby being angry, or me being angry?"
Thomas' voice carried suppressed fury. How many nights of intimacy had Gaby's presence disrupted recently?
Finally having the chance to enjoy the delicate beauty before him, Gaby still needed to cause trouble!
Thomas steeled his resolve; tonight he was determined to make her choose between him and Gaby.
