Just Fake Married (Just... Book 1) by Marty Vee

Just Fake Married (Just... Book 1) by Marty Vee

Author:Marty Vee [Vee, Marty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-11-10T16:00:00+00:00


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Emmeline turned her head to read the MacIntosh Dog Shelter sign as I steered into the drive.

“MacIntosh… Is this owned by Bill MacIntosh?”

I nodded.

“Oh shit, Bill MacIntosh is your boss? Can you get me a meeting?”

“A meeting?”

Her eyes were wide and bright. “Yeah, I’ve been trying to meet with him to get some of his rental business. If I could just get a face-to-face… He’s hardly ever around and when he is, loads of salespeople are trying to get his time and I’m just white noise. If you could help me get a meeting, that’d be amazing.”

I scrubbed the back of my neck. “I don’t really know him.”

“I totally get it. But you do know him, right?”

“A little.” I pinched my fingers together. “There’s a holiday potluck at his place every year.”

“Potluck? He doesn’t have it catered?”

“It’s more homey if everyone brings a dish to pass, I guess.”

Her eyebrows drew together.

“And I normally don’t mix my personal life and work.”

Her shoulders sagged, but she nodded. “That’s cool, I get it.”

We drove past the kennel building, the individually fenced outdoor runs lining its exterior were empty—the dogs had obviously decided that temperatures hovering around zero were too damn cold. I glanced at the main parking lot, and seeing staff and volunteers’ cars parked there, I parked outside the medical building—I was hoping we may be able to avoid my coworkers.

Ella lumbered inside as quickly as she could—she had a little hitch in her step, possibly from an ache in her hip.

“Are you worried?” Emmeline asked, pushing her hood. If she was still disappointed, she didn’t show it.

I shrugged. “No… maybe. Ella’s getting less mobile. If I have to adjust her treatment or exercise, I want to do it now.”

Em watched me, her eyes growing soft. “Let’s get it figured out, then.”

It turned out she was a great motivator for Ella to be still for her X-rays and to do a couple new exercises. I didn’t want to cause more pain, so we went light; I was more interested in stretches. The X-rays showed that her arthritis wasn’t worse, and I didn’t want to increase her pain medication for fear that it’d upset her stomach or kidneys. We’d do more stretching at home. The cold weather was probably giving her flares.

“Hey, doc,” Molly, one of our vet techs, said from the entrance of the examination room.

Ella’s harrumph went ignored as Molly gasped, her silvering braid swung off her shoulder in her excitement. “Oh my god! Are you his wife?”

A blush rose on Emmeline’s face, but she smiled. “That’s me.”

“I’m Molly. It’s so exciting to meet you. He wouldn’t even tell us your name! I was beginning to think you weren’t real.” Soft wrinkles formed in the corners of her brown eyes as she grinned.

I coughed, somewhere between shock and humor.

Emmeline’s laugh burst out. “I’m mostly real.”

I shook my head at her near-truth.

Taking Molly’s hand, Em shook it. “It’s nice to meet you. This guy is so tight-lipped, I’m surprised he told you about me at all.



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