Love off the Leash by Tara Taylor Quinn

Author:Tara Taylor Quinn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2022-03-01T00:42:43+00:00

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What the hell? She had to be kidding.

“Did she talk to you about this, Jedi?” Walking around the end of a card table set up in a corner of the spare room, Greg took in the array of studs and jewels and what looked like sewn letter appliqués surrounding the dog’s service vest.

“Do you see what she’s doing here?” he asked. It was quite a surprise. While he knew Wendy liked bold colors—as evidenced in the throw pillows and wall hangings in her home—she’d always kept that out of her fashion choices. It was kind of nice to see her going for something so visually striking.

But...

She was training Jedi to work for a veteran. He couldn’t think of a single one, male or female, who’d choose to be accompanied all the time with the glitz and glamour to the overboard extent she had laid out there.

If she was decorating a Christmas tree...it’d be great.

An injured veteran, one who’d already probably be somewhat self-conscious about needing full-time help, was almost guaranteed to not want to be attached to the visual equivalent of a Christmas tree every time they went out the door.

He sure as hell wouldn’t want to be.

Jedi, as intuitive as he was, didn’t seem to understand the higher points of fashion. Maybe it had to do with the color blindness of dogs. Or maybe he just hadn’t grown up enough to have developed a keen fashion sense. Either way, the dog just stood there, eyes questioning, completely focused on Greg. He didn’t even seem to notice the service vest.

Which made Greg quick to change his stance and his tone as he said, “You ready to get to work? Wendy’s going to be home soon.”

And Greg was hoping to be gone by that time.

He’d see her the next morning. At the hangar. He was taking a breather from her until then.

Or so he’d planned.

A few minutes before she was due to be off work, a full twenty before he expected her home, he was just feeding Jedi his last treat for successfully completing his charge, when he heard the door open from the garage into the kitchen.

Damn.

He needed a break from the sexy accountant slash dog foster mom.

Less than a minute after he’d heard the garage door, there she was, all gorgeous in her beige pants and white sleeveless blouse, with that braid hanging over one shoulder, her fingers working the end of it. As soon as she spotted them, she headed out the screen door to join them on the back porch.

Jedi, who’d been officially dismissed, bounded up in puppy exuberance to greet her. Probably telling her, in his own way, that he’d successfully completed every single one of his tasks and had even gotten to take a walk in the park.

And at Wendy’s affirmation that Jedi was a good boy, Greg figured the message had been received. Not a word had been said, but she was giving Jedi his due.

But as she bent down to touch noses with the dog and ran her hands along the sides of his neck, Greg lost his good humor.

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