Page 32 of Fate
“Oh, yeah. I told her that her mommy would be looking for her. Then she yapped at me until I gave in. She can be really loud for a little dog, ya know? She sleeps right on my chest too. I admit I had to get used to it, but if I moved her anywhere else, she would get right back up on my chest. I’m not sure why she insisted on being with me or why she chose me. But hey, she’s literally a badass pup and I’m a smart guy. I learned that first night not to argue with her.” I shrugged again.
Belle smiled at me.
“You mean you let a little dog pussy whip you?” Liberty asked as he laughed.
“You’re damned right I did!” I exclaimed. “That little dog took care of that cray-cray, gun wielding Sierra, remember? I’m telling you that little terrier saved our lives.” I paused and looked over at Briget. “With your help, of course. But Daze is the boss.”
Before I knew what was what, Briget was suddenly in my lap. Stunned, it took me a few seconds to understand that she was kissing me. It was a flat mouthed kiss, like sweet but not what I wanted once her lips met mine. So I wrapped my arms around her and tugged her close as I eased my tongue in between the seam of her lips. This kiss then got even hotter than the last one. Her mouth melded with mine as our tongues duelled in a sexy melting dance. Next thing I knew, my body went rock hard. She tasted even better than before. This woman just sparked a literal fire in me.
I broke the kiss as I stared into her dazed eyes and asked, “What was that for?”
Looking a bit lost, she blinked at me. “Huh?”
“Just a second,” I said as I peered up at a shocked looking Liberty and Belle. “We’ll meet you out at the parking area in like fifteen minutes, K?” I didn’t want an audience for this conversation.
“Ok, we’ll just act like that was totally normal.” Liberty scoffed. “Whatever ya say, brother.” Shaking his head, he chuckled as he grasped Belle’s arm.
“See ya soon, BB,” Belle said with a huge grin on her face.
They both turned and left the dining room.
I looked back over at Briget. “You are one surprise after another.”
Her face went pink. “Sorry.”
Gently grasping her chin, I said. “Don’t apologize for the best kiss I ever got.” I smiled at her.
She still looked embarrassed as she explained, “I got carried away. That little dog means the world to me. And truth to tell, I used to have talks with Daisy about life and one of the things we discussed was the guy I might end up with. I told her if she approved of him then that would be like a gold seal on it. She has the best instincts about people. But the fact that you got so close to her and treated her like that? You have to be a special human being at the very least.”
“I am humbled by that. But she really gave me no choice.” I laughed as I felt so happy that Briget was going to give me a chance. At least she sounded like she intended to? “Don’t tell me that some guys didn’t like her?”
“A few guys in fact.” Briget nodded. “After one really great date, this one guy dropped me off at my place and when she came up to us, he said she stunk and I immediately kicked him out. He fussed at me that everything had gone so well. I told him it had until he insulted my Daisy. Another one told me she wasn’t worth the trouble as she was like a living toy and…” She leaned in close and added, “He said she wasn’t a real dog. After he said that, we never even made it out the door for our first date. I told him to take his own damned self to dinner. Then one guy just did not like dogs at all. Didn’t matter what kind, he hated all dogs.”
“Not like dogs?” I asked in disbelief. “What kind of creep doesn’t like canines?”
Nodding, she smiled. “The unhappy kind, I think?”
“Well, no wonder you have some trust issues. Those weren’t men, they were idiots. Who wouldn’t fall in love withan adorable little terrier like her?” I stood and then reached my hand out to her.
Taking it, Briget stood from her chair. “Right?”
“Let’s go grab our bags and little Daze,” I said.
“Why do you call her that?” she asked.
“I don’t know, it just seems to fit her? Like she’s a bit too tough to be a real flower, but she’s lively and can argue with you until you are dizzy and she wins, so Daze fits her better.”
“I have to agree with you,” Briget said as she laughed. “I like it actually.”
We headed to the hallway.
After stopping at her room, we grabbed her bags and then went to mine.
Daisy was right at the door.
Scooping her up, Briget said, “You've been MIA, little girl.”
The terrier licked her face then yapped.
