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Megan blew her friend a kiss on the tiny laptop camera before shutting it down.
She took out a bottle of white wine from the refrigerator when she startled at the porch light switching on, right outside of her kitchen window.
Even though she’d locked all the doors and windows, it was still just Megan with her two girls out on this farm with no next-door neighbor in sight. Maybe she should ask Ryan for his number so she could at least call him in case of an emergency?
“It’s me,” Ryan said from the other side of the kitchen door.
She let out a nervous breath and unlocked the door after checking through the window if Ryan was alone.
Ryan entered the kitchen and turned around to lock the door behind him. For some weird reason, she didn’t feel unsafe with him trapping her inside. She wondered what was so special about Ryan Moore.
Sure, he was hot. And very skillful with his tongue and fingers. But normally, that wouldn’t be reason enough for Megan to trust a guy straight off the bat.
“I’m coming back tomorrow with a puppy,” he said, like that was a normal thing to say or do.
“Huh? Wait. What?”
Ryan sat down on one of Vic’s old wooden chairs at the kitchen table as he took in the cramped, old kitchen.
“Our mixed breed Rudy fathered six puppies. They’re almost ready to leave the nest. A guard dog could help certain people skip your farm.”
“I can hardly take care of all the pigs and horses around this place. I’m not adding a dog into the mix.”
“We’ve never had a puppy!” Abby whined from the top of the stairs.
Megan gave Ryan an apologetic smile before exiting the kitchen. She held still underneath the stairs and said, “Didn’t I just kiss you goodnight, young lady?”
Megan cringed at the sound of her ‘mom-voice’ but figured that since the girls were the biggest part of her, Ryan should also see this side to her if he really wanted to keep coming around.
“Why can’t we have a puppy?” Ava asked from behind Abby.
With those pleading blue eyes pulling on her heartstrings, Megan took too long to shut down their hopes.
“We’ll take good care of it, Mommy.”
Megan smiled at Abby. “I know, sweetheart.”
“So can we?” Abby asked.
“We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”
“That means no,” Ava whispered to Abby.
Abby whispered back, “That’s not a no. That’s a maybe.”
“It’s not a no and not a yes,” Megan said.
“See? It means maybe,” Abby said.
Megan smiled at her girls as they dissected her words.
“Head back to bed, girls. I’ll wake you tomorrow for breakfast.”
“Goodnight, Mommy.”
“Goodnight, girls.”
Megan reentered the kitchen and found Ryan pouring them both a glass of the bottle of white wine she’d taken out of the fridge before Ryan startled her.
