“If he doesn’t come out soon and tell us what’s going on, I am going in there.” A rush of relief flooded Harper at the sound of Drea in the hallway. “As much as you think she loves you, shortcake, she loves him a bit more. Give them a minute.” Trent laughed. Harper opened her eyes and looked at him. “My money is on Drea,” she whispered. “Can you get your stupid frigging arms off me?” Drea and Cujo burst through the door. Cujo’s arms were wrapped tightly around Drea’s middle, and the angle she was bending his fingers back to release his grip had to hurt. “I tried to stop her but it’s like getting a feral cat into a shoe box.” Cujo let out a grunt and let Drea go. Harper looked from Cujo to Drea, desperate to bury the laugh she could feel brewing.” DreaHarper And TrentCujoFeral CatShoe Box Book:The Strongest Steel Source: The Strongest Steel