“All settled in, Miss. Merrick?” I look over to Rodney, a black man who is maybe in his forties, looking strong and wide in that suit he wears as a concierge.
“I am. Thank you, Rodney, and please call me Stevie.” His smile is wide and he dips his chin.
“Of course. Well, aren’t you a pretty lady?” He comes around his desk to greet Glory.
“This is Glory. She is a Siberian husky.”
“You are beautiful, aren’t you?” He scratches under her chin and she preens.
“She loves any attention she gets, but do not let her goofiness fool you, she will attack when she senses a threat.” His eyes light up with pride.
“As it should be. You watch out for your human now, you hear.” Glory answers, making him chuckle.
We say our goodbyes and we leave Rodney to do his job.
The warm weather soothes my soul as we walk down the street, checking out what is now our new regular takeout, and coffee shops, or in Glory’s case the pet store.
We stop at a sandwich place that has outside seating, so we can enjoy the weather and Glory can stay with me. Placing my order, the sweet man behind the counter told me that his place was dog friendly. That means that Glory could stay inside, which I love, but we prefer being outdoors.
I feed Glory her treats that we picked up at the pet store, and I tuck into my delicious brisket, cheese, and peppers, with my ice-cold Coke. I am a girl who likes to eat; forget all that salad stuff, life is too short.
There is way too much bad crap happening in the world to worry about what the extra calories will do to you.
“Stevie?” I look over my shoulder at hearing my name. Everything in me tingles watching Logan walk toward me looking like a Greek god, with the sun behind him.
His blond hair looks like gold in the sun, his jeans hang deliciously on his frame, while his white T-shirt clings to his upper body. Do not get me started on how sexy he looks with that leather cut draped over his shoulders.
The sight is enough to make any woman burst into song.
Thank God I am sitting down. Glory barks at hearing her new bestie, her tail wagging fast in happiness that he is close.
I bet if I had a tail it would wag like that, too. But instead my nipples harden and my pussy clenches at how hot he looks. I am such a hussy over this man and he has barely touched me.
That little kiss he left on the corner of my mouth stayed on my mind for a while after— it reminded me of the sweet kisses I have read in my romance books. You know, the ones that make your knees go weak and your heart flutter.
“Hi,” my voice comes out all breathy and needy.
Damn it.
He smiles at me like he knows the effect he is having on me.
“I was in the area and saw you sitting here, so I thought I would come by. How have you been?” He takes the empty seat next to me.
Glory makes her move, sitting between his legs, dropping her two front paws on his thighs.
“Glory, down,” I command but he shakes his head.
“She is fine,” he tells me, while he continues to lavish her with attention.
His long fingers brush through her fur and I wonder what they would feel like brushing over my body, slipping inside of me.
Shit.
I fan my face, then take a sip of my cold drink, all while Logan’s eyes are firmly on me, watching my every move.
“Are you okay there? You are looking a little flushed.” His voice holds some humor and I feel my cheeks heat more.
Looking at him, I nod.