Burn Out by Cheryl Douglas

Author:Cheryl Douglas [Douglas, Cheryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Published: 2013-01-13T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Evan walked into the clinic at promptly eight o’clock the next morning with Skipper walking obediently on a leash at his side. He was surprised to learn the dog already seemed to be well trained, but he still intended to sign up for classes. Any opportunity to spend more time at the clinic…

“Well, good morning,” Erika said, smiling at Skipper. “How was your first night in your new home, buddy?”

“Should I be offended that you didn’t even seem to notice there was a person at the other end of this leash?”

She chuckled. “Sorry about that. You know I’m better with animals than I am with people, Spencer.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that.” A salacious look crossed his face as he looked her up and down.

“Stop it,” she said, looking behind her to make sure no one overheard his comment. “This is my place of business.”

He laughed in the face of her mock outrage. “You look great.” She wore slim black dress pants, a black turtleneck, and high heeled black boots.

“Thanks,” she said. “I’m not usually crazy enough to wear black to work, but I’m speaking at a Chamber of Commerce meeting this morning and I wanted to look decent.”

“I’d say you surpassed decent,” he said, letting his eyes roam over her taut body at a leisurely pace. “You look incredible.”

She cleared her throat. “I don’t have a patient for a few minutes. Why don’t I walk you over and introduce you to the girls in the day care and grooming facility?”

“Speaking of grooming,” he said, following her through the pass way between the retail store and veterinary clinic. “I should book an appointment for him. I know they do their best at the shelter, but it probably wouldn’t hurt.”

“Good idea,” she said, leading him through the store. She waved to an employee stocking shelves as she made her way to the tall counter at the back of the store. A sign advertised the grooming, day care, and boarding services they provided.

“How was your first night with Skipper?” she asked, propping her elbow on the counter as she waited for one of her employees to appear.

“It was great,” Evan said, patting the dog’s head. “I got him a nice big cushion and he slept right beside my bed.”

Erika smiled when she noticed the dog practically drooling over the packaged doggie treats on a high shelf. “Would you like a treat?” she asked, reaching in to a large glass bowl on the counter. “Do you mind?” she asked Evan.

“Of course not.”

She stood directly in front of the dog with her closed hand containing the treat just above his head. “Sit,” she instructed firmly. When he did as she asked, she said, “Good boy,” enthusiastically and offered him the treat.

“It looks like he’s already had some basic obedience training. That’s not surprising, given his age. I hope you don’t mind, but I called the shelter when I got in the car last night. I needed Skipper’s file since he was going to attend day care.

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