A strong sense of brotherly responsibility and an intense protective urge—feelings he had never experienced with his two younger brothers—suddenly surged through him.
No, he couldn't let her bewitch him!
Vince Russell stroked the Ragdoll Cat, whose body felt as soft and fluid as water, trying to calm himself down.
Before Vince could make a move, Ruby Rowland took the initiative to search for a pocket on his coat to climb into. She pawed at him with her snow-white little claws, wondering where the pocket was.
A brief chuckle rumbled from above her. Vince pulled his coat open and pointed to an inner pocket of his suit jacket. "Right here."
