I'm going to blog six sentence Sunday early this week. Here we go:
I half smiled and struggled to control my breathing. "Well, the cat brought a bird to the back porch so I put it back in the tree. It might have come from that."
Aidan cocked an eyebrow. "I see," he said very softly. His leg was pressing against mine and the leaf was sitting at the nape of my neck. I focused on his cheek piercing, glinting brightly in the sunlight.
:) Poor Charlie. She can't catch a break in these Sunday bits.