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He frowned, shoved a chip in his mouth. “Knocked up a dog?”
I gave him a look. “The owner.”
His eyes widened. “Someone thought you got the owner pregnant?”
I widened my legs, leaned back. Took another pull of my beer. “I didn’t think it because I sure as hell would have remembered. No, Ang did.”
“Ang?” he grimaced because she’d also changed his diapers, too.
“Ang,” I repeated.
“Since when are you having sex?”
“Since when are you keeping track of my sex life?”
“Since you act like a guy who hasn’t gotten laid in years. Oh, it makes sense now. Your shitty mood is because your balls are full. Go jerk off or something.”
“Seriously?” I shook my head but wasn’t going to tell him he was probably right. My shitty mood was because a sexy woman had me riled and annoyed. And hard. And my balls were full. And blue.
“Why did Ang think you knocked up a dog owner?”
“You won’t believe this story,” I muttered.
He sighed. “Jesus, tell me already. Unlike you, I have to get back to work.”
4
DANIEL
I did.I told him about the messages, about Melly Harwood. The vet visit. The baby saga. I left out how much I wanted to fuck her because the last thing he needed was any more involvement in my sex life.
“Little Melly Harwood got one over on you. Love it.” He grinned as he grabbed his sandwich. Two big bites were all it took to make the second half disappear. “You know, her house is the one I’m working on.”
I perked up because that was one hell of a coincidence. “What? I never saw her name on the schedule.”
He shrugged. “Melly lives with her grandmother. Or, in her grandmother’s house because when I talked with Mrs. Vigaro, she was in Lisbon or London or somewhere in Europe. The contract’s under her name and she said we can do the project anytime.”
“You know her?” I tried to sound casual, but my dick was very eager to learn more about her.
“Mrs. Vigaro?”
“No. Melly Harwood.”
He studied me for a moment, then shrugged. “Sure. She runs the library. Obviously, she knows Danny. And Earl. In fact, their place is right down the street from Mom’s. Since Danny’s staying there, it explains the dog hookup.”
It did.
“What kind of dog does she have?”
“Wondering what Earl’s type is?”
Deek laughed. “You’re just jealous. The dog’s getting more action than you are.”
Unfortunately, it was true.
I thought of Fred. “It seems Earl has the hots for a Teacup Pom. All I know is it’s tiny and a huge fucking ball of fluff.”
Then I thought of the owner, the prim, sexy as fuck, Melly Harwood. Maybe Earl and I shared similar interests. We liked them small, and I could definitely imagine taking Melly from behind.
