Page 12 of Succeeding Love
“We don’t either. My son’s old Playstation is in the den, which is what I use.”
“I don’t even have a Playstation,” he chuckled dryly. “At forty, video games aren’t really my thing anymore.”
I wondered what histhingto do for fun could be, but I don’t want to be intrusive by asking. I was thinking about inviting him over to watch it, but it seemed a little inappropriate to ask that of my new neighbor. Thinking about it in my head, it sounded like a cheesy line from a chick flick when a girl is trying to get a guy up to her apartment. I don’t want Kevin, or Vin, to get the wrong impression of me, or have his mother getting the wrong idea.
Just then, a stray cat leaped down from a tree in the Trude’s front yard and went darting down the street. It caught Kevin’s attention, and he bolted after it in a flash, too fast for meto tighten my grip on his leash. He broke away and sprinted after the stray.
“Kevin!” I yelled, but it was too late. “Well, shoot,” I muttered, then went chasing after him. I’m not athletic, so running wasn’t my forte. After about fifty feet, my lungs were already burning, and I knew I would not catch up with my dog. I hunched over, trying to catch my breath, debating if I wanted to get in my car and chase him, or just wait right there until he came back.
Before I could decide, human Kevin sprinted past me, surprising me and making me falter back. He was fast. Much more athletic and faster than me. Luckily, the cat stopped to climb a tree at the end of the street, and Kevin stayed at the base, jumping up to find some foothold on the bark. Human Kevin quickly approached him seconds later, grabbing the leash while my Kevin continued to frantically chase after the cat.
“Thank goodness.” I placed my hand over my heart. Last time Kevin ran off like that, it took both me and Preston circling the block for half an hour to get him back home. He’s an obedient dog, but likes to chase.
Walking to meet the two Kevins halfway, I laughed, replaying what had just happened over in my head.
“What’s so funny?” Vin asked as I got closer.
“You,” I bit my lip, trying to hold in my laughter, but it was no use. “You’re funny.”
“Uh, I just saved your dog’s life,” he said defensively. “That cat was about to claw his face off.”
“You’re our hero,” I giggled. “Just likeRiddick.”
He threw his head back and laughed. “That was a fast and furious moment.”
“How so?” There were no cars, so I was curious.
“Um, I was running fast, and that cat was furious.”
“Of course,” I bit back my grin.
“I almost died.”
“You’re right,” I nodded seriously. “It was a close call.”
“As long as you know,” he grinned crookedly, handing me the leash.
I took Kevin back, then started lightly scolding him for chasing the cat. “Bad, Kevin. We don’t chase cats.”
“Aw, he’s still a good Kevin. He was protecting the street from the devil cat.”
“Devil cat?” I lifted a brow.
“All cats are demons. Didn’t you know that?”
“No, they’re not,” I laughed. “They’re fluffy and cute.”
“And selfish and total assholes. They take pleasure in knocking shit over and tripping unsuspecting humans.”
“I take it you don’t like cats?”
“Nope,” he gagged. “Hate them. I’m definitely a dog man.”
“I think you need a kitten as a housewarming gift,” I teased him.
“I think the neighborhood will get another stray if you do.”
“Aw, would you really throw a kitten out into this cold, cruel world all alone?”