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She let out a huff of frustration and Muffy looked back at her to see what was the matter. If only we could find a certain truck for him to do his business on again.
Oscar barked at a bird, and I grinned. “You got it right,” I said gleefully to him.
Vivian elbowed me in the arm. “Miss Adeline has rubbed off on you.”
I shrugged, though I hoped it was true. If I was anything like her, I’d be happy.
“Spend enough time with her and it’s bound to happen.” Underneath my dry tone was a fondness reserved only for the woman who’d meant so much in my life.
I was irritated with her over last night’s debacle but knew good and well she wouldn’t stop meddling. She did call Teague a few choice names, then turned around and told me when he apologized, I should hear him out.
He didn’t owe me an apology.Shewas the one who deserved it. They’d cooked up a dinner date—not date, just . . . whatever it was. I’d had nothing to do with it.
Except some hurt feelings, a little bit of anger, and a healthy dose of disappointment. I had no right to feel any of those things. I hadn’t wanted him to come over anyway.
Vivian snapped her fingers in front of my face. Oscar promptly sat. It never failed. Dogs made me smile every single day.
“Hello? Where are you?”
“On West Fourteenth. Walking the dogs.”
She scowled. “Smarty pants. Are you thinking about the hot calendar fireman? Miss Adeline told me he cooked you two dinner.”
That meddlesome old . . .
“No,” I answered far too quickly.
She grinned. “Were too. She also told me he helped you walk all the dogs.”
“You’ve helped me do that too. Does that mean we’re taking this relationship to another level?” I tried and failed to keep the sarcasm to a minimum.
Vivian was undeterred. “Not sure Daniel would appreciate that too much. Then again . . .”
It was my turn to elbow her.
“South Carolina.”
She tilted her head. “You really don’t want to talk about Mr. October.”
It was a toss-up which topic I’d like to discuss less. But yes, I definitely didn’t want to even think about him.
“There’s nothing to talk about.” I waved my hand dismissively.
Mischief was written all over her face. “Well, now I do. Geography is kind of boring anyway.”
“How are things going for the fundraiser?”
She burst out laughing. “I had no idea you’d go to such great lengths to get out of talking about a man.”
“You and Miss Adeline are quite the tag team,” I grumbled. “Two against one isn’t fair.”
“Aww. Don’t be like that.”
We smiled at each other. Vivian wasn’t afraid to say what she thought but was never overpowering. I admired that about her.
Otis yanked on the leash, catching me off guard. I stumbled forward as he took off at a sprint down the sidewalk.
“Otis! Stop!” He was a greyhound. I was an out-of-shape woman in my mid-thirties. The math was not in my favor.
