"Oh, it's my fault," Kiley said, smiling. "That's ok. I'm happy to take responsibility." She leaned in and nuzzled his jaw before glancing at Minion. God, she hoped cats weren't secret voyeurs. She didn't want to have an audience. At least no more than what they were used to in other parts of the house where they couldn't get rid of the cameras. "That would be a good idea," she murmured, slipping her hand under the blanket to touch him. "You think he'll be offended? I don't want to become Yoko here."