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I wasn’t sure we could handle all the deliveries and the dogs, especially when I was distracted over Lexie’s condition. Hopefully, they would bring her comfort.
“Behave,” I said sternly, then motioned for them to go toward the bedroom.
They took off and I marveled at how well they understood. How smart they were. Too smart.
“Ready to do this?” I asked, depositing my empty plate into the sink.
Eric did the same. “Let’s slay this thing.”
Chapter Thirty-One
Lincoln
I didn’t get nervous.
But as we approached the front door of the potential new customer, I did. I couldn’t screw this up for Lexie. She was counting on me.
Eric looked sharp in his blue bow tie, which matched the dress Lexie’d had on earlier. He’d perused our closet until he found one that was similar in color.
Our.
I’d begun to think of the apartment not as solely mine any longer, but as our place. I hadn’t realized the transition had taken place in my head.
That made me less apprehensive than the idea of walking away from this townhouse without an order for dog food.
Eric pressed the doorbell with all the confidence I did not have. He’d done this before, and his swagger was no different than if we were here to actually deliver an order instead of attempting to get one.
A woman answered the door, seemingly surprised by the visit.
“Hi! We’re with Dog Love. We have the sample of dog food you wanted.”
I needn’t have worried. Eric had the situation completely under control.
“Oh. Of course. Come on in.” She stepped to the side.
“We don’t need to. Here’s your sample right here.” Eric presented her with the box. “Your dog will love it.”
He was a champion. An absolute champion.
She accepted it hesitantly as if she were waiting for him to tell her there were strings attached.
“We can make daily deliveries if you need. All of our food is fresh and edible for humans too,” he said.
“I’ll take your word for it.”
“Where’s your doggie?” Eric peered around into her home.
That was a good question. If the doorbell rang at the apartment, Muffy and Millie would be the first ones there.
“He’s put away.” She waved absently behind her.
“He’s very quiet.”
She frowned at Eric’s other astute observation. Our dogs barked every time they heard a noise. I just hoped they didn’t bark while Lexie was sleeping. She needed her rest.
“Perhaps you’d like to come in and meet her.” Her expression turned pleasant so quickly, I almost doubted it ever wasn’t.
“We don’t go in people’s homes.”
