Chapters (40)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Recipes
- Starry Fuzzy Fizz
- Acknowledgments
- Discover More
- Author’s Note
- About the Author
- Also by Farah Heron
- Praise for Farah Heron
After leaving the office early, she went home to pick up Darcy, then went to the shelter to get Potato. Kamila then drove downtown to Rohan’s condo. After the man at the security desk let her up, she took the elevator to the sixteenth floor.
She knocked once, and then he was there. Dressed casually, in jeans and a faded gray sweatshirt that brought out his pale-brown eyes and the silver strands in his beard. He was so…handsome. Dignified looking, even in his sweatshirt. She suddenly felt awkward and shy, which were not sensations she was accustomed to feeling, especially with Rohan. She was glad she had two excited dogs to manage right now.
“Hi!” She walked into the door. “Did Potato’s crate and food get here? Look at him! They gave him a bath and put a new bow tie on him and—”
“I’m going to need more than just a hi, Kam,” he said, locking the door and enveloping her in his arms. She dropped the dogs’ leashes, trusting Rohan had puppy proofed, and wrapped her arms around him.
After a few seconds of hugging, the awkwardness was gone and she looked up at him. “And I’m going to need more than just a hug.” She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. He took control again, deepening the kiss and pressing her up against the wall near his door. His hand was straying very close to her butt.
When he finally pulled free, he lowered his head to touch hers. “Why haven’t we seen each other since Sunday?”
“Let’s not do that again,” she said.
He nodded and gave her another quick kiss. “No. Let’s not.”
“I think Potato is peeing on your kitchen cabinet.”
Potato was, in fact, not peeing on the cabinet but was clearly considering it. It was time to get the puppy acclimated. They could make out later.
After puppy pads, toys, water bowls, and the crate were all positioned, they were inspected, inventoried, and played with by both Potato and Darcy before Potato passed out in the middle of the kitchen floor and Darcy fell asleep in Potato’s crate. Kamila performed a sleepy switch, putting Potato in the crate and setting Darcy’s blanket nearby so she could keep an eye on her new puppy brother.
Exhausted, Kamila and Rohan fell on the sofa. She finally took a look around the place.