She petted behind their ears, getting the softness of their luxurious, thick fur.

They were making cute, happy sounds, leaning against her with all their weight as if not close enough.

Pumpkin fell onto his side, paws folded under, begging for belly rubs, as Poochie nuzzled his cheek with his soft snout, seeking attention of his own.

"Furbabies? Her fluffy boys?" ISAAC growled.

She shot him an eyebrow. "He sounded jealous."

"How the devil had she already won them over in just a few days?" he snarled in a frustrated tone.

She tilted her head to one side, and her brow furrowed. "She was a very nice person if only ...