Page 12 of Sara’s Dom (The Doms of Madison County)

“Yeah.”

“Okay. It might not be today. I might have to spend more time with him to find what fits him.”

“Take your time,” he said.

She waved as she walked away. She sat where she had the day before and with her back to the dog.

“Hi, Baby,” she crooned. “I’m back just like I told you I’d be. I have some treats for you.”

She opened the baggie she carried, and without turning, tossed one to him. The dog sniffed it a few times before he put it in his mouth. She saw his ears perk up with interest.

“You definitely have some German shepherd in you, Baby. Once we get you healthy, you’ll be huge.”

Sara tossed a few more but made it so he had to move toward her to get the treat. Within ten minutes, the dog was beside her and taking the treats from her hand. The whole time,she murmured softly. She let it smell her thoroughly before trying to pet the top of his head. The dog stiffened at first and then lay against her. She was able to pet his side and flank.

“You are a sweety, aren’t you?” She studied him. “You look like a Thor to me. What do you think? Do you like that name?”

His tail thumped a few times.

She smiled. “Then Thor it is.”

His head came up abruptly, and she looked to where Thor was staring. Grant stood several yards away with his hands on his hips.

Thor scrambled back under the deck. She sighed, stood, and brushed the grass from her ass as she walked toward him.

“Hi,” she said.

“Hi. Did you know you’ve been sitting there for over an hour and a half?” he asked.

Her eyes widened. “I’m sorry. Time slipped away from me. I should have known because my back and legs are stiff from sitting too long.”

His scowl darkened. “I don’t want you hurt.”

“I’m not. I’m just old.”

She grinned when he relaxed.

“You look like you’re about twenty years old,” he stated. “I think people will start to think I’m your father.”

“Oh, come on. I don’t look that young.”

He grunted and held out a hand. “Are you hungry?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s go see Dream Catcher first.”

Her smile widened. “I’d love to.”

Chapter Seven

Grant watched as the horse hugged Sara. It was great to see them together because there seemed to be something magical between them, and he’d never seen anything like it before.

Sara walked over and grinned up at him. “Thank you. She really is special, isn’t she?”

He reached out and smoothed the hair from her face. “Yeah, she is. But I also think you’re special, too.”

He smiled when a blush covered her face. “How can you be close to fifty years old and still blush?”

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