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“Do you have a boyfriend?” he asks when I hold Delgado up to my face and bury my nose in his fur.

I frown. “No? Why?”

He visibly relaxes but then has to regain his hold on Lucia. “No reason,” he says. “Okay, not true. I’ve wondered if that’s one of the reasons you’ve been so…”

“Hostile?” I fill in when it seems like he’s unable to finish his sentence.

He tilts his head likeyou said it, not me.

I want to be livid with him, but it was a short night, and I was exhausted before I ever even met Jamison Ledger…still, I feel that feverish fury burning under my skin the way I have since I realizedheis the one taking over.

And last night was just a good reminder that I need to stay far, far away from lemon drops when I’m anywhere near this man.

“I don’t know aboutyourmoral compass…” It’s hard to pull off a cold voice when you’re holding the world’s tiniest chihuahua, but I #nailit. “But if I had a boyfriend, I wouldn’t have…spent that night with you.Iam loyal,nota cheater.”

His eyes flash with something as close to fire as I’ve been able to get out of him. So far he’s mostly seemed amused or flirtatious or concerned by my anger toward him. He steps forward with Lucia and shuts my office door behind him with his foot, setting Lucia carefully on the ground.

I have to bite back the laughter at the insane amount of fur left on his dark suit. He glances down and winces but doesn’t whine about it.

Damn it all, why does he just keep on being awesome?

When he looks up, there’s something else in his expression that has me gulping and taking a tentative step back. He advances toward me, swallowing up the space between us in two long strides. He lowers his face until his mouth is barely an inch from mine and I stop breathing, my heart rate thumping violently.

We stand there suspended in time, and his hand comes up near my face, just barely breezing over my skin in a caress before he drops it.

His voice is low and raspy when he finally says, “That makes two of us. When I spent the night buried as deep inside of you as I could possibly get, it was with a conscience free and clear.”

My insides tremble, the deepest part of me craving him to fill me up again.

He takes a step back and nonchalantly rubs the spot between Lucia’s ears like he’s not one bit affected by what just happened. Meanwhile, my legs feel like they might go out. I wrap one hand around my waist and give my side a pinch to snap me out of this lust haze.

Three months cannot come soon enough.

CHAPTERFOURTEEN

LOGISTICS

JAMISON

A knock on Scarlett’s office door comes at the perfect time.

I nearly kissed the curl of contempt off of her lips just a second ago and should’ve bolted then, but for some reason, I’m still standing here.

“Come in,” Scarlett says, her voice shaky.

She’s so fucking hard to figure out. Just when I think we’re getting somewhere, she slaps those walls up again.

Her brother Theo pops his head in, holding a big box. He grins when he sees me and then his attention goes to the dogs. He sets the box down and then gets on the dogs’ level with his hand out. They both circle him curiously and sniff him and then he reaches out and pets them.

“Hey there,” he says. “Look at you. All-white chihuahuas like this are rare.” He laughs when Delgado prances back to Scarlett. “So cute. And you,” he gives Lucia’s neck a good scratch, “are such a beauty. Yes, you are.”

He reaches into his pocket and gives her a treat and Delgado circles back over to get his too.

He chuckles and looks at Scarlett and then me. “It’s hard to believe someone wouldn’t be searching all over the place for them, but you never know what people are gonna do. I’ve seen too many horror stories over the years to be surprised anymore.”

“Everything seems so idyllic here, but I guess things like this happen everywhere,” I say.

“Not that it couldn’t be someone from here, although I can’t imagine anyone we know abandoning their dogs, but my guess is that it’s either a tourist that lost them or someone drove through and dumped them.” When they nudge him for another treat, he takes the opportunity to check their teeth and then their paws. “They’re well-behaved and don’t seem fearful of people, so they don’t appear to have been mistreated.”

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