It had been a long day. The cat-house sent him sixteen strays. Mrs. Adams brought her dog. Todd Elliot needed him out at the farm. And the zoo-vet wanted an elephant consultation. Meanwhile Annabelle hadn’t called. This on-again off-again love affair was driving him up the wall.
Night fell. He locked the cabinets and went to the door. A tiny bat lay helpless on the floor; poor thing. Annabelle did so love them, so he brought it inside.
Then her kiss, sudden and sharp against his throat, triggered fluttering fear. Long day indeed; she promised the night would be longer.