He opened the door causing another outburst of barking as he looked up and down the street. “Fine. They are really nice and they just like to run. They were not theatrics though. Why mine?”
Kendra crossed her wrists near her pelvis while lowering her head and shifting her gaze to the side, “Because yours will be special.”
At that moment Kendra looked so incredibly venerable Cale almost agreed. Over a year ago she would have thought it ridiculous to talk to a dog like this, however she had long since learned this one understood everything. She had not said anything about knotting tonight and he guessed she was in no position to do so. No, the real problem were the shop windows. Cale cried for help as he struggled but no words came. “A deal is a deal,” she whispered. Carefully placing it inside she set it on her night stand. Her dog Merlin had never left he had returned. This suited Cale fine as most of the time he was too self conscious to say anything any