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Once again, she gently reached out and took the treat from me, jaws flapping as she chewed it.

“You’re better behaved than Brody led me to believe,” I said. “Want to go for a walk?”

At this, Luna transformed into the dog-equivalent of a toddler with a sugar rush. She barked and ran in circles, sliding all over the marble floor. She jumped onto the leather couch, leaped across to the recliner, then hurled herself toward the elevator door. She slid to a stop next to a small table which had sunglasses and keys on top, and a single drawer. Luna prodded the drawer with her nose and let out a chorus of whines.

“Okay, okay,” I said, opening the drawer. We’re going!”

I put a harness on Luna, clipped the leash to it, and put a tennis ball in my pocket. When we got on the elevator, Luna was spinning around in circles with excitement.

But before we reached the lobby, the elevator stopped on the ninth floor and a grandmotherly woman started to get on. I pulled out a treat and commanded Luna to sit, which she did immediately.

“Why hello, Luna girl!” the woman said. Then, to me, she added: “Look at you, keeping her so well-behaved.”

“The treat is doing all of the work,” I replied. “I’m just the treat delivery person.”

She smiled warmly at me. “I hope I am not being too forward, but this is so wonderful to see! Brody’s last girlfriend hated Luna.”

“Oh, I’m not his girlfriend,” I said with an awkward chuckle.

She frowned. “You’re one of the dogwalkers? Usually they wear a blue vest.”

“No, I’m just one of Brody’s… friends.”

“Of course you are, sweetie,” she said, patting me on the arm. “Brody is such a sweet boy. Whenever the Stallions play in Florida, he brings me back a key lime pie.”

“That is sweet,” I said.

The door opened to the lobby, so I said, “Okay,” and gave Luna the treat. The little old lady let us walk out first, although Luna was so excited that she jumped straight up in the air over and over as we made our way toward the door. The woman from the elevator hurried ahead and opened the front door for me.

“Thanks,” I said as Luna practically dragged me outside.

She smiled and said, “A word of advice? If you really are just a friend—” she used air-quotes around the word, “—then you should do everything possible to change that. Brody is a special man, and someone like him doesn’t stay single for long.”

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