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“It’s not bad,” he replied. “I like it.”

Heidi ran up to Christian, but then immediately came toward me when she saw me. “Hi, Heidi! Hello! I’ve missed you!”

“Nice to see you too,” Christian muttered.

I scratched the German Shepherd behind the ears. “Don’t take it personally. All dogs love me the most.”

“Do you want dinner?”Christian asked.

Heidi jerked away from me and began circling her owner excitedly. Christian grinned at me with satisfaction.

“Fine. She loves you the most.”

Christian fed Heidi, then we leashed her up and took her down the elevator. “I’m jealous of your condo. Being downtown must be nice.”

He chuckled and said, “I’m actually jealous ofyourplace.”

I snorted. “Wait a minute. Are you serious?”

“Sure. You’ve got a few acres of land. You’re out away from the city, where you have peace and quiet. If I ever get to sign a long-term contract with a team, I want to buy a piece of land away from the city.”

“That sounds nice, but my situation isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. When one dog barks, theyallstart barking, and they usually don’t stop for several minutes. I’m currently boarding a purebred Chow that wakes up and barks at dawn, every single morning, like a damn rooster.”

“And he’s at your place right now?”

“Yup.”

“So he’ll be doing this first thing in the morning?”

“Almost certainly, yes,” I said.

The elevator door opened at the street level. “You know, on second thought I might just stay here tonight.” He held the door open for me. “Thanks for the date! I’ll see you in a few days…”

“Oh shut up!” I said, grabbing his arm and pulling him out of the elevator. “You can’t promise me a night of cuddling and then change your mind.”

He let out a dramatic sigh. “Very well. But I can’t be held responsible for my morning grumpiness when this dog wakes me up before my alarm.”

“I’ll make it up to you with breakfast.” That thought made my stomach rumble, so I said, “Are you hungry? Those bowling alley fries weren’t enough food for me.”

“I’ve definitely worked up an appetite,” he said with a smirk. “What kind of pizza do you like?”

“Pepperoni, with extra cheese.”

“You hear that, Heidi?” Christian said. “Either Beth knew what my favorite kind of pizza is, or she’s literally the perfect woman.”

I smiled happily as we got into the car.

28

Beth

I woke up feeling weirdly disoriented. I had sleptreallywell, to the point that I was extra groggy when I heard the Chow barking out in the kennel at the crack of dawn. I rolled over and blinked when I realized there was a man in bed with me.

Right. Braden. He slept over.

But as I wrapped an arm around him, I noticed that the hair was dark, not blond. A few heartbeats later I remembered.

Christian stayed over last night. Braden was the night before.

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