C17 Mr. Muse: Chapter Seven

Missy eased back on the couch with a sigh and sipped her soda. She was bored. Eric’s lover-like attitude had faded, to be replaced with a grim resolve to protect her.

Since the couch she sat on backed up against the window, Missy peered out . At one count, she saw five young men and four dogs.

“Is there a kennel here, Eric? I love dogs and wouldn’t mind seeing them. At least it would pass time