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“Felipe!” I shriek, charging after him. “Get off the bed!”
I go to grab him, but Ames and Isaac join him on the bed and there’s no way I’m going to wrangle all three of them off the bed.
“Heel,” Mr. Wellington commands as he snaps his fingers.
The dogs look at me. I bite my lip to keep from laughing.
“Ames! Isaac! I said, heel!” he repeats.
The dogs whine but slowly get down and slink over to him with their tails tucked between their legs. They sit in front of him but keep giving me glances as if unsure which master they should be listening to.
“Are they…guard dogs?” I ask.
He nods.
I bite my lip again.
“What?”
“They just…aren’t very scary. I would have thought you’d own some sort of dog like Cujo,” I explain.
He gives me a deadpan stare.
I shrug.
“Mr. Wellington,” I begin.
He holds up his hand. “Please…Adam…just Adam,” he states.
I raise an eyebrow surprised by his insistence on informality. I guess I should try to be nice. The guy is attempting to keep me safe, and he’s offered me this enormous guest suite.
“Right, Adam, thank you for…” I motion around us.
“Of course.” He pauses as if contemplating saying something more, but instead turns toward the door. “There’s a bathroom and closet off your room. You are free to go wherever you like except my office and the west wing.” He glances back over his shoulder to make sure I understood him.
“The west wing?” I ask. I want to make some snide comments about the White House, but I refrain.
“Anything on the opposite side of the staircase,” he explains.
I nod. “Fine. I’ll stay on the starboard side,” I tease because honestly, I’d probably get lost finding this off-limits west wing.
I see that faint twitch in his lips again. Does this man have some sort of issue with smiling?
“Goodnight,” he adds. “Ames, Isaac.”
The dogs don’t budge and Adam sighs. “Fine, stay,” he huffs as he closes the door.
The dogs give me one look and then go back to the bed where they join Felipe. Thank God it’s some sort of California king because these three canines take up a lot of space.
I open one of the doors across from me. A walk-in closet. I see some things inside, but I’m too tired to explore. I open the other door and am greeted by an enormous bathroom. Marble as far as the eye can see. Fancy.
I grab my bag and make quick work of putting on one of several workout outfits I keep in it. It’ll have to do. I grab my extra phone charger and go to plug in my phone. I still barely have a bar of service out here. I send off a message to Elisha.
Me: Snowed in with Mr. Warm and Friendly. Hopefully will be able to get home tomorrow.
Elisha: What? You’re out at the Wellington Estate still?
Me: Yep. (deadpan emoji)
