Page 463 of Now and Forever

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I stare at the dog, then at the owner, and then back at the dog again before I start shrieking with laughter.

I stop when Skull starts barking at me for causing such a loud commotion. Wiping my tears away, I manage to look at Drake without laughing, but my eyes dance anyways. “When you mentioned your dog’s name was Skull, I was imagining a pug or a bulldog. Something manly, you know? I’m . . . I’m just shocked to find that Skull is a puffy brown and white Pomeranian.”

Drake comes over and picks up his doggy, holding Skull against his chest before the dog gives him a few wet licks on the lips. “Show her that you’re made of hard stuff, Baby,” he coos.

I smirk. Drake really does love this dog of his.

He puts him back down on the floor before he wraps his arms around me, smelling my neck. “Now, what would you like for lunch?”

We spend the rest of our Saturday in his house. Kissing, talking and catching up. By the end of the day, I’ve bonded with Skull and I think he favors me more than Drake.

It’s most likely because I sneak him a treat or two when Drake isn’t watching.

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