"That's a good boy." Maggie encouraged, keeping her hand still so she wouldn't startle Toby.
"Eighteen is a good age." Maggie couldn't help her smile widening. That was old enough that she didn't have to worry about keeping him from her. And better still, she didn't have to feel guilty about being attracted to a single man.
"Cats can have a talent for that. They can find a secluded little spot and claim it all to themselves. I can see the appeal of it." She glanced around and lightly touched Will's hand, skimming her fingertips along his arm. "We almost have that here. No one else is around."