One paw rested gently against the glass door, as if he had learned that touching it was the closest he could get to being inside.
His head tilted slightly upward.
And his eyes—
God.
His eyes didn’t look like a stray’s.
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One paw rested gently against the glass door, as if he had learned that touching it was the closest he could get to being inside.
His head tilted slightly upward.
And his eyes—
God.
His eyes didn’t look like a stray’s.