#Chapter422
Alexi reappears carrying a large hat box, and it distracts me from my thoughts, sitting me up with intrigue, I put my feet back on the ground to eye him warily.
/"You know I don’t wear hats, right?/" I point out with a tone that sounds a little condescending. Not sure why in hell he would suddenly buy me one and despite myself, I feel stupidly disappointed. I don’t want to be ungrateful but seriously … men don’t buy women hats. It’s plain weird. I thought he had more taste and insight than that.
Alexi carries it unusually carefully and slides it onto the table in front of me, pushing Lync back who seems overly interested in it for some reason. Sniffing it in a rather rabid manner and almost breaking my leg with his ecstatic tail wagging. Whatever the hat is made of, it clearly gets dogs excited, which makes me even more apprehensive about what the hell it is.
