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“And small tits,” Ryder adds.

“Actually, her tits aren’t small. Why would you say they are?”

He shrugs. “I figured if you knew what color her eyes are, her tits must not have been worth looking at.”

I shake my head. “Someday you’re going to meet a woman who’s going to kick your ass for the things you say.”

“It hasn’t happened yet. Odds are in my favor it won’t,” he boasts.

“I just hope I’m there to see it,” Kaiden says, and we all laugh.

CHAPTER5

DARIUS

Leaning back against my truck,I watch the entrance of Pawsitively Pampered Pooches Salon. It’s coming up on closing time and I’m waiting for Evie. She has no idea I’m here.

With the amount of time she’s been occupying my thoughts, I decided to stop by. And it’s not only when I’m looking at Brutus that she comes to mind. Although I’d be hard pressed not to think of her whenever I see his rainbow spots.

During some of the quieter moments of my work day I find myself wondering how she’s doing. Has she thought of me at all, or has she already forgotten about me altogether? Since there’s only one way to know for sure, here I am.

The lights click off in the reception area of the salon, and seconds later the door opens. Evie steps outside, locking the door behind her. Turning, she takes a few steps in my direction before noticing me. She pauses with a questioning look on her face.

“Hi, Evie.” I smile.

“Hi, Darius.” She doesn’t smile back, but at least she remembers my name.

Pushing off my truck, I move to meet her, stopping with a couple of feet of distance between us. “I’m sure you weren’t expecting to see me again, at least not without Brutus.”

“Is he okay?” she sounds concerned.

“Yeah, he’s great.”

“What brings you here?”

I’m sure she’s wondering why I’ve reappeared out of the blue, especially when it’s been exactly two weeks since we met.

I shove my hands in my front pockets to keep from fidgeting. “I’m hoping you’ll have dinner with me.”

“Now?” she asks.

I nod. “Yes.”

She looks down at her black pants and the Pawsitively Pampered Pooches shirt she has on. “I’m not really dressed for dinner.”

“You look great to me. There’s a pizza place a couple blocks over if you don’t mind walking.”

“I don’t even know your last name yet and you want me to take a walk at night with you?” Her lips tease at a smile.

“It’s Kastellanos. But let me remind you how we walked to the coffee shop before.”

“Yeah, but Brutus was here to protect me from you.”

“What makes you think he’d be on your side?”

“He and I had some deep conversations before you picked him up. I can tell he’s a true gentleman.”

I laugh. “I’m glad you and my dog are such great friends now. So what do you say?” I tip my head in the direction of the restaurant.

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