He didn't believe her for a second. But he wasn't going to press it. Not that he really could, since she'd hung up the phone. He shrugged, put the phone back on his bedside table, and stretched his arms above his head. Once he was done stretching, he brought his legs over the side of the bed and got up. He went into the living room and plopped down on the couch. Bacardi followed him around, parking her little butt in his lap.
When she came in, he looked up, Bacardi running over to smell JD and greet him in the doggy fashion. When she approached him, he kissed her back naturally, his hand going behind her head to tangle in her hair and bring her in closer.