Chapter 37

XANDER Lily’s in the den putting the finishing touches on her article, and I sneak up behind her, trying to catch a glimpse of what she’s writing. When she’s not with one of us or at work, she has her head bent over her laptop, but she refuses to give us a single clue as to what it’s about. When I get close enough to see her screen, all I see are pictures of puppies. I jump over the back of the sofa and land next to her with a thud. Shrieking, she slams her laptop shut and hugs it to her chest. “Xander! Please stop doing that to me,” she gasps, but her eyes are full of amusement. I laugh and give her a kiss on the cheek. “I thought you were working, not looking at pictures of cute puppies. Or is that what your article is about? Cutest puppies of New York?” Rolling her eyes, she reopens her laptop and unlocks it with her fingerprint. “Not exactly.” She shows me a picture of Rottweiler puppies snuggled up in a pile. I tilt my head. “Aw. They are cute.” She nods, a huge smile on her face.