The cat scrambled for a moment, and Maverick prepared to try to block her if she made a break for it, but Alexa just held her there until the animal visibly relaxed.

As he watched, Lucy pushed out of Al’s hold and walked a circle through the tub’s water. “I thought cats weren’t supposed to like water?”

Alexa chuckled. “Just wait.”

“For what?” he asked, just as Lucy plopped down on her butt, sat up, and pawed at the top of the water like she was playing the drums. Ten seconds, twenty, thirty, she pawed and pawed, sending up little splashes and shaking her head when they hit her in the face. Grinning, he crouched beside the tub. Alexa met his gaze for a moment, and the happiness in her eyes as she looked at him reached all the way inside him. And grasped hold.

Lucy paced the tub again, stopping to bat at the faucet, the wall-mounted soap dish, and the shower curtain. Alexa grabbed a bag at her side that Mav hadn’t noticed and handed it to him. “Line these up on the edge.”

He reached inside and found a rubber ducky, a plastic dog, a squeaky mouse that made Lucy turn and look, and a couple of other small toys. “You have bath toys for your cat?” he asked with an arched brow.

“She’s my baby,” she said, laughing.

One by one, he lined them up as Lucy watched. For a moment, the cat just looked at them. And then she attacked, batting them into the water one at a time like a slugger aiming for the back wall, until they were all floating in the water. And then she pounced on them there again and again.

Maverick couldn’t help but chuckle. Because Attack Cat was pretty awesome.

Alexa fished them out once more and together they lined them up. Lucy took them all down a second time until they were both laughing at her antics.

“This is fucking hilarious,” Maverick said, gathering the toys and lining them up again.

Lucy didn’t wait. She swung for the rubber ducky, knocking it out of the tub and into Maverick’s lap.

“This is the coolest cat that ever lived,” he said, grinning like an idiot as he replaced the duck on the tub’s edge.

“See? I told you.” Alexa grinned as Lucy knocked the toy into the water and pounced on it, sending up a big spray of water that got both of them. Alexa let out a little shriek, a belly laugh spilling out of her.

Finally, Al actually got down to the business of washing Lucy, and then she was scooping the cat out and wrapping her in a big towel. “Will you hold her while I do her ears and nails?”

Mav took the bundle into his arms and peered down at the little wet head. This was not an attractive creature by any stretch of the imagination, but now he found that to be part of her appeal. Lucy was kinda like the Ravens—rough-looking on the outside but full of awesome. He grinned at the thought.

“What is that smile for?” Alexa asked as she swiped Q-tips through Lucy’s giant ears and, one by one, clipped the cat’s nails.

“Was just thinking that Lucy could totally be the club’s mascot. You need a biker name, though,” he said, hugging Lucy a little tighter to his chest as she tensed at the clipping. “‘Lucy’ is cute and all but it doesn’t really fit our vibe. Or the sweater I bought you. Maybe Lucky or Bones or . . . Slugger. Right?” The cat purred and stared at him. “You like that idea, don’t you? Yes, you do, kittykitty.”

“You are totally cooing at my cat right now.”

“Am not.”

“It’s turning me on.”

“I’m totally cooing at your cat.”

Alexa laughed, peering up at him with so much affection. “When you take care of something I care about, you take care of me. It means a lot, Mav.”

He handed the cat back and watched as Alexa gave her a rub with the towel and finally set her free. Lucy curled against his leg before wandering out of the bathroom.

He hiked Alexa up to sit on the counter. “It’s easy when I care about you so fucking much,” he said in a low voice.

“Then I’m the lucky one.”

Her words heated his blood and set off a warm, expansive pressure in his chest. His hand cupped her neck as he fit himself in tighter between her thighs. His phone buzzed in his back pocket, but Maverick ignored the fuck out of it as he leaned in and claimed her mouth. Once, twice. “Enjoyed washing your kitty.”

She grinned into the kiss, her arms coming around him. “I enjoyed having my kitty washed.”

He couldn’t help smiling, too. His tongue traced her lips and slipped inside. Guiding her head, he took more, went deeper.

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