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“I wouldn’t expect you to.” He smirked, his focus directed at me. At his brother’s feet. Trying to get Muffy off.
“She’s fine,” he said with a bite that said it clearly wasn’t fine.
“He,” Teague corrected.
I paused, surprised he could tell who was who since we had so many dogs.
Muffy’s nose went a mile a minute, his sniffing growing more enthusiastic. He tried to stick his head in one of the bags.
Teague’s brother snapped his fingers sharply.
Muffy immediately halted.
He was a good boy but definitely selective when it came to obedience.
I looked around the room. We’d all stopped. Because Lincoln was in command.
“You’re out of the office. It’s okay to loosen up. We won’t tell.” Beau barreled over to him and grabbed the bags of food. “C’mon, ladies. If these two want to chitchat all day, let’s eat.”
Being around her left me feeling a little dazed and a lot in awe.
She stopped in front of the desk where Miss Adeline sat and dismantled one bag in record time.
I stood and realized Muffy hadn’t followed the food. He sat at Lincoln’s feet, looking up at him.
“Do you have treats in your pocket?” I asked before I thought better of it.
He scowled, though I got the impression that might be his version of nice. “No.”
“Pepper, tomato soup or whatever this white looking one is?” Beau inspected the contents of the paper bowl through the lid.
“The white one. She won’t touch tomato,” Miss Adeline said for me.
“It’s the best in the city.” Teague’s brother sounded offended.
I was so caught off guard that he spoke, my mouth dropped open. “More for you then.”
I snapped my mouth shut. I’d fallen into the way this family spoke to one another as if I were one of them. And I wasn’t.
One corner of his lips twitched.
“Where’s the salad?” Beau tossed an empty bag on the floor and tore into another.
“You hung up on me before I heard a request for one.”
The longer Lincoln was here, the more he seemed to thaw.
She wheeled around. “You know that without me saying.”
“Been so long since you’ve been home, must’ve slipped my mind,” he fired back.
“Here it is.” Teague held up a large container.
Beau swiped it from him. “Miss Adeline, would you care for some salad? The house dressing is to die for.”
“Pretty much everything is to die for when you’re my age.”
I cringed, hating when she talked like that, yet relieved she was a good sport.
