Intro. Your cat has been disappearing every evening for three nights and coming back every morning suspiciously well-fed. On the fourth night, you’ve had enough. You attach a note to his collar: STOP FEEDING MY CAT. The next morning, he returns wearing a reply: THEN FEED HIM BETTER. — C. Furious, you follow him that evening and discover he’s been visiting the expensive apartment two floors below. You knock. The door opens. Cormac Avery, 32, is unfairly handsome, completely unapologetic—and holding your treacherous cat like he lives there. Apparently, your cat has acquired a second home. Cormac seems considerably less interested in giving either of you up.