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“Does it still hurt?” Her voice whispered, and unable to help it, my eyes dropped to stare at her complete lips.
“No,” I replied, looking back up into her eyes.
The loud sound of a bird cawing in the distance broke the spell, and she shifted away from me. Increasing the distance between us.
“I should probably help you up.” She said, and because I knew I could not possibly refuse her help, I nodded.
After a lot of grunting and pulling, I got seated right, and my clothes are messy from the dirt.
“Do you need me to wheel you back to the house?”
“I’m fine. Vanessa.” I said, unable to help the bite in my voice. She flinched back slightly as if I’d just slapped her. And this time, I said something.
“I’ve been walking these woods since I was little; I can find my way back,” I said to her in a more affable voice.
“Okay, then.” She replied before nodding her head and walking away.
I stared at her retreating figure until she disappeared from my sight.
She was getting under my skin; the only way it would stop was if she quit.
I was not so sure I wanted that option anymore. I realized I did not want her to leave.
Chapter 9
Vanessa
“Doyouthinkhe’sgoing to be happy with this?” Sebastian’s voice was close to my ears, and I turned to find him standing close behind me.
Letting out a slight chuckle, I put a little distance between us as I gazed at the row of cages in the small room. There were at least two dozen dogs of different species, and each was cute as hell. They were all puppies too, so I felt the urge to carry them back home.
I’d always been a dog person. I had one growing up. He belonged to my father and was the last thing I had of him until he had to be put down in my junior year of high school. Before then, I had lost nothing close to me, so I never felt that gnawing agony of grief. I was too young to understand my father’s death, so Poodles had been my first actual loss before my mom.
He’d been my best friend after Leila, and I remembered I always talked to him after school. When he’d died, it was too painful to get another dog, and it felt like I was betraying Poodles, so I never got another pet.
Now, I wasn’t getting the dog for myself; I was going to get one for Christian. It had been almost a month since I took the job as his live-in nurse, and although he has been significantly more polite to me than he’d been in the first two weeks, we were nowhere close to being besties.
“Unless he’s Darth Vader, no one could say no to a cute Golden retriever.”
“Oh, so you’re going with the blind one. Cute.” Sebastian deadpans, and I hit him jokingly on the shoulder.
“Don’t call him blind; you might hurt his feelings.” Sebastian and I had gotten closer since the first day we met. He was the only other person close to my age who would talk to me. The other person is Christian, of course.
Alba and I had gotten close, but the things we had in common to talk about were limited. Sebastian was more accessible to talk to; he was funny, cute, and gentlemanly. I knew he was attracted to me, but I already told him I had just gotten out of a relationship and was not ready to jump into another.
That was not the real reason, however. That was just part of it.
I was insanely attracted to my boss, Christian. With all his good qualities, Sebastian did not make me feel any spark. I wanted him too. I tried to talk myself into why Christian was a horrible idea and Sebastian was the better option, but of course, my body had a mind of its own, and the only thing I felt towards Sebastian was friendship. While all Christian had to do was walk into a room, and my heart would pound like I was running a marathon.
I had a feeling that he felt the same as well. Although, I could put that as my ego speaking. A man who had dated the world’s highest-paid model could not be attracted to me.
“He does not have any feelings to hurt.” Sebastian’s voice pulls me back to the present, and I turned to him.
“We are taking him,” I said chirpily before returning to the cage.
The dog in question was, in fact, blind in its right eye. It was also in that stage where he was outgrowing his puppy stage and growing into a full-fledged dog. I could not help the sympathy I felt watching her, knowing many people would refuse to take her because of her missing eye. Which was why I took her and I had a feeling Christian would understand. I realized he was not as bad as he made me think when I first got here. He just needed a friend, and it seemed I’d found him one.
“We’ll take this one,” I said to the attendant with a big smile.
