" What was Sean like growing up?” he asked, opening the door to my building and placing his hand on the small of my back.
“Oh, ha ha.” I shook my head, my grin automatic. “Basically the same as he is now.”
“Really?”
“Yes. When he was eight, all he wanted for Christmas was an Italian suit.”
William chuckled, insomuch as William chuckled, and blinked once slowly. “I believe it.”
“Actually,” I corrected, “he was also obsessed with the SkyMall catalogue. He loves gadgets, which is great for me because I always know what to get him. The odder the gadget, the more he’ll love it.”
“Like what?”
“Um, let’s see. Like a waffle maker that also warms your maple syrup.”
“That’s not that odd. That’s awesome.”
“Okay, then how about a serenity cat pod?” I withdrew my keys and faced the door to my apartment, half-hoping, half-despairing that Bryan was already gone.
“A what?”
“A pod with mood lighting that makes purring sounds and vibrates. It’s like a little bed, but more modern, for your cat.”
“He doesn’t have a cat.”
“Doesn’t matter. He would’ve loved it. "

― L.H. Cosway , The Cad and the Co-Ed (Rugby, #3)