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Hannah blushed as she shut the door behind him. “What did you get to eat?”
“Cheese Danish.”
“Yum.” Hannah shushed Milo, who was still having a hissy fit. “Hey, stop it!”
“I got something for demon spawn, too.” Blake pulled out a package of foil and revealed four bacon strips.
Holding the meat above Milo’s head, he said, “Want some?”
He broke off a piece, and as he held it over the pup’s head, he pressed down on his butt until he sat.
Hannah watched him work with the puppy, and he was so filled with patience and quiet delight when Milo sat. Despite her assurance that she wasn’t thinking of a future with him, she could easily see Blake showing the same care for a child while teaching him how to ride a bike or fish.
“Have you read any more of Blitzing Emily?” she asked.
“Not really. I guess I’ve been a little distracted.”
His pointed smile made her blush. “Me, too. I’ve hardly read a thing.”
He pulled her hand up to his mouth, kissing her fingers. “Don’t get me wrong, I like the distraction.”
“Good, ’cause I like being distracting.”
Blake let out that surprised laugh, the one she’d heard only a few times at the diner, but now, his mirth had become more common.
“You seem lighter.”
Blake lost his smile. “What do you mean?”
“Just that you didn’t used to laugh, not the way you do now. It’s as if a weight’s been lifted.”
Blake fed Milo another piece of bacon, quiet so long that she almost apologized for upsetting him.
“I’ve been seeing a therapist, and it’s been . . . helpful, I think.”
Hannah was shocked. Although they were still learning new things about each other, she never imagined Blake actively seeking professional help.
“That’s great. When did you start that?”
“Couple of weeks ago. It was a requirement if I wanted to stay at Alpha Dog.”
Ah, that made more sense.
“So, is that why you changed your mind about me?”
Blake’s hazel eyes blazed at her for a moment. “I already liked you, but I had . . . reservations.”
Hannah’s heart ached at his words. “Because of your wife?”
“No, because of me. Not everything is about her.”
Hannah jerked at his rough tone. “I didn’t mean anything by it.”
Blake sighed, running his hands over his head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lash out at you.”
Hannah got up from the table and pulled her drink from the carrier. Just as she set it on the table and reached out to free his, she was yanked back into his lap.
“Eek,” she squealed.
