“You can’t just give me this puppy. Someone put in an application to adopt Potato. He belongs to someone else.”

Rohan frowned. “Sure, I can. He belongs to me. I put in the application.”

Kamila laughed as she hugged the squirming dog. “What? Potato is yours? You’re not a dog person! Since when do you want a puppy?”

He looked affronted. “Of course I’m a dog person! You’ve seen me spoil Darcy. I thought I’d be lonely since on Thursday I assumed I’d lost my best friend. So, I went to the Dogapalooza today while waiting for your father, and I put in an application for this puppy. I didn’t know you were acquainted with him. Why do you keep calling him Potato?”

“Because that’s his name.”

“I was thinking of calling him Duke or Max.”

“Those are great names for a dog, but he already has a name. Potato.” She put Potato down so she could keep walking. “Also, you have amazing taste in dogs. Because Darcy and Potato are my favorite dogs in the world. And you can’t give him to me—you have to promise not to give the dog away when you adopt from the shelter.”

He handed the leash to Kamila anyway. “Well, you can have visitation, then.”

“Careful. I’ll be over to visit him a lot. In person, too. No FaceTime calls.”

He smiled as he touched her cheek. “Then I’m definitely keeping the dog.” He kissed her again. In the rain, while she was in a sari and a small puppy wearing a bow tie was trying to drink the water falling from the sky.

It was the most perfect moment of Kamila’s life.

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

There were a fair number of suspicious looks and smirks when Kamila, Rohan, and Potato finally made it back to the puppy prom soaking wet and grinning ear to ear, but Kamila put off any speculation and gossip and happily went to the bathroom to change into the jeans and sweatshirt she’d thankfully brought to clean up in. A few minutes later, while maneuvering the adoption dogs into carriers, Kamila cornered Maricel.

“I heard you were with Kevin last night.”

Maricel’s eyes widened as she blushed and stammered. “I was going to tell you…I mean…I wasn’t hiding but…I wasn’t sure you’d approve.”

“Nonsense. I’m very happy for you, Maricel.”

Maricel grinned. “I really, really like him. He likes me, too, for real.”

“Of course he does. You’re you.”

Asha gave Kamila a knowing smile from across the room while Kamila was putting Darcy’s leash on. Kamila grinned back, knowing her friend would understand. She expected Asha would call her as soon as they were all out of this church to get a play-by-play of what happened when she and Rohan chased Potato out the door.