Page 40 of My Small Town Silver Fox Billionaire

“Sure are. So, they’ll be coming in the morning, correct?”

He nods. “Yeah, couldn’t get them to come out sooner. Their night staff is only one person who can’t leave the clinic. That is pretty typical if it is not specified as an emergency care center. I hate that they aren’t staffed to allow for outside emergencies.”

Trust me, I dislike it too, but I know why they do that. “That’s how it is at the sanctuary that I work at.”

“Wait, sanctuary?” he asks.

I stand there, frozen in place. I didn’t plan on telling Robert. I run my hand through my hair and grin.

“Oh, you know, just a little place where I help out. I work there a few days a week when I can. Anyway, we should probably head inside and get some sleep.”

I open the door and slip in. I’m not sure if I’m ready to tell Robert about my dreams. He’d be the first to know who wasn’t Katie and all that. My parents made fun of this dream for a while, telling me it was not worth it. I don’t want a repeat.

I head to my room. Almost there. But, as I’m about to turn the corner, I hear a voice.

“Sara, wait.”

I stop, turning and looking at Robert.

“We should head to bed, Robert. I don’t want to be up too late—”

“What was it that you meant back there?” he asks.

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t play dumb. The sanctuary. You work at an animal sanctuary?”

His eyes look me over curiously, and I try to think of a way to get out of this. I hesitate, knowing that If I tell him, it’ll open the doors to a part of myself I’ve kept at bay.

I don’t want to hide it.

I want to tell him even if he doesn’t understand.

“Let’s talk on the couch. It’s a long story.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got time.”

Chapter fourteen

Robert

Sara’s actions are unprecedented.

I’ve seen people step up and take care of animals before, but not in the way that Sara just did. She sprang into action, treating that animal’s wound on instinct.

I love it.

We sit down on the couch. Sara flushes, and I turn to her.

“That was impressive, what you did back there. That poor bird would have suffered and died without your help.”

“Really? I just thought that it was my job—”

“Sara, most people don’t take care of animals so quickly, let alone treat them like it’s a natural instinct. I loved seeing it.”

“Thanks,” she replies, looking away embarrassed. I pull her close to me, enjoying the warmth of her body. At first, she tenses at the closeness, but after a smile from me she relaxes.

Seeing that side of her is such a stark contrast from the woman that I thought I’d be here with. In fact, it’s a welcome sight.

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