“Hi there, Big Guy.” Ross walked over to greet Moishe, who immediately started to purr. Hannah watched as her feline made a fool of himself by rolling over for a belly rub, and she started to grin. The feline vote was in on Ross and he was a definite winner. To date, her four-footed roommate had given his unqualified approval to all three of her suitors. Hannah suspected that Moishe would give the same unqualified approval to any man who called him “Big Guy” and rubbed his belly, including the condo maintenance man.

“I’ll just get my coat, then,” Hannah said, heading for the bedroom. She really hated to break up this feline–human love fest, but her stomach was growling and she’d heard that Sally was featuring boeuf Wellington tonight. Since it was one of her favorite entrées, Hannah was eager to get out to the inn and order just in case Sally ran out.

Hannah took her best dress coat from the closet, the one she wore only when the moon turned azure. The coat was black and not cat-friendly. She’d brushed it before she’d put it away, but as she watched, several orange-and-white hairs floated through the air and settled on one sleeve. Hannah brushed them off with her hand, but she knew full well that it was an exercise in futility. There would be several hundred more by the time she walked through the living room and went out the door.

“I turned on the animal channel for him,” Ross said, as Hannah reentered the living room. “Is that all right?”

Hannah glanced at the set and saw that they were rerunning a documentary she’d watched about penguins. “It’s perfect. Moishe gets upset when birds fly, but it doesn’t bother him at all when they waddle.”

Once she’d tossed Moishe a half-dozen salmon-flavored treats to keep him occupied, Hannah locked the door behind her and walked down the steps with Ross to the garage. She expected to see his rented sedan parked in her other parking spot, and she stopped short as she caught sight of the vehicle that was taking them out to the inn. “That looks just like Dean’s limo,” she said.

“That’s because it is Dean’s limo. We rented it for him as part of his contract. Since we’ve got it for another week, I figured we might as well use it tonight.”

“Do you want me to drive?” Hannah gave a little laugh. “I’ve got some experience as a chauffeur. When the regular driver broke his leg, I had to drive the limo for Lisa and Herb’s wedding.”

Ross gave her a quick hug. “You’re an amazing woman, Hannah Swensen! And I don’t have a doubt in my mind that you could double as a chauffeur. But we already have one, so we get to ride in back.”

“You hired a chauffeur just for tonight?”