Kat found herself keeping her distance from him, wondering exactly how safe she might just be around him when her brother wasn’t there, but it wasn’t until she turned around from finally putting all her clothes away that she saw Amo had actually set up the things she had gotten for Shadow and was now petting her pretty black cat as he rubbed up against the giant.
Unlike Drago, Amo appeared to like Shadow and have a soft spot for animals, and just like that, the fear she was beginning to build up for Amo quickly disappeared. As tough and as harsh he might be on the outside, she could see what his heart really held, just with a single pet to her cat.
Kat could only smile as she went to go throw in a bag of popcorn, wanting to join her brother on the couch with the movie he just turned on, but she didn’t get so lucky when the front door opened and her so-called “hubby” came in.
“What the fuck??”
As quick as he turned on the TV, Angel turned it back off, getting up from the couch. “Look at the time. Adalyn’s probably waiting for me.”
Drago continued to stand there angrily stunned.
“Remember, I’m just a couple doors down,” her brother warned him as he passed to leave, then shut the door.
“Why is there a huge-ass TV in my living room?”
“We’re married now, remember? So, it’s our living room,” she corrected him.
Ready to blow, he asked a question he might not want to know the answer to. “How big is it?”
She played dumb, watching the microwave with a smile. “I don’t know, like fifty?”
“Seventy,” Amo corrected, realizing exactly what Kat had reeled him into.
“Why the hell did you let her get one that big?” Drago barked at him coming closer, but then he finally saw it. “What in the hell is this!?”
“A cat tree.”
“A tree? You got one the size of a mountain!”
“Shadow needs his exerci—”
“Is that a damn litterbox in my living room!!!!!!”
Kat took the bag out of the microwave. “He can always shit on the floor, if you’d rather that.”
“There’s a bathroom. Put it in there!” Drago reached down, seeing it was clean before he picked it up, and headed for the bathroom.
Looking over at Amo, she decided to give him a warning. “You might want to leave.”
“Why?” Amo asked, but right when he finished the word, he heard Drago’s boom again.
“WHAT IN GOD’S—”
Quickly, Amo went to the front door and walked the hell out.
“—NAME IS THIS SHIT!”
She practically danced to the couch, then plopped down to turn on her brand-new seventy-inch flat screen TV.
“Katarina…,” Drago spoke her name very calmly yet irate at the same time. “Why did you feel the need to cover OUR”—he said that word rather sarcastically before he continued—“bathroom in tampons and pads?”
She shrugged looking through what she should watch. “I’ve learned you can never be overprepared when it comes to the time of the month.”
“If you’re not careful, this marriage isn’t going to end in divorce….” Drago went to stand in front of the huge TV, so she could hear his next few words very carefully. “It’s going to end in murder.”
Satisfied she paid him back, she smiled brightly before she kept flicking the channels pretending that he wasn’t standing in front of it. When it landed on the perfect TV show, she kept it there as the title screen of Deadly Women started to play.
“Witch,” he mumbled harshly under his breath, taking the warning before he turned around to grab some clothes out of the drawer.
“Why do you keep calling me that?”
“Let’s see… the only color I’ve seen you in is black. You have a creepy-ass cat. You probably sacrificed someone to be that good at math, and you are currently watching a show where women try to get away with murder.”
Well, that was descriptive and mostly true. “So, when you say ‘witch,’ you don’t mean it like ‘bitch’?”
“Yeah, sure,” he grumbled, clearly on the verge of killing her.
In that context, she could take being called that as a compliment.
By the time the woman on the show killed her husband, Drago had to walk away. When he started to walk upstairs, a giggling Kat couldn’t help but curiously watch him walk up, still wondering what exactly was up there.
Instead of going to see what it was, she used the alone time to change into comfier clothes, and by the time she was finished, she heard a knock on the door, her last surprise for Drago coming right on time.
Kat went to the door to open it before he made it to the top of the steps to see who it was. When Maria, followed by Adalyn, Lake, Elle, and Chloe, came in, Drago went right back to whatever the fuck he was doing.