“Hey.”
“Hey, you.” Jacob’s deep voice tickled her ear.
“What are you up to?”
“I’m working on the blueprint for the Boys & Girls Club redesign.”
“It’s not finished?”
“It is, but I’m a bit of a perfectionist, so I’ve tweaked it a little. Would you like to see it?”
“Yes.”
“I can gather my materials and come to you.”
“Oh, that’s not necessary. You’re already at home, probably in comfortable wear. If you don’t mind me having your address, I can come to you.”
“Are you sure?”
“If you are.”
He chuckled and rattled off the address.
“The gate is open.”
Sasha jumped from the floorboard to the passenger seat.
“Oh, wait. I have Sasha with me.”
“Sasha?”
“My Bichon Frise.”
“Sasha, huh? I’d love to meet her. But you should know I have a Jack Russell Terrier.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
They mulled over their commonality, pleasantly surprised.
“A girl or boy?”
“A boy. His name is Jack.”
Her gut tickled, and laughter surfed off her lips.
“Jack for your Jack Russell Terrier.”
“Is it corny?”
“A little, but cute, I like it.”
“Good.”
“I’d like to meet Jack. Is he friendly?”
“He is. Come over.”