Nearlyweds by Kendrick Beth

Author:Kendrick, Beth [Kendrick, Beth]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Chick-Lit, Contemporary
ISBN: 9780743499606
Amazon: 0743499603
Barnesnoble: 0743499603
Goodreads: 317159
Publisher: Pocket
Published: 2006-11-01T00:00:00+00:00

18

ERIN

Today was a good day,” I announced to David when I arrived home from the office on the Monday after Thanksgiving. “The waiting room was full of kids who picked up nasty bugs over the holiday weekend, but none of them belonged to Kelly Fendt.”

David looked up from the newspaper. “Do you think she finally decided to listen to reason? Or just switched pediatricians?”

“Hey. Whatever. I’m not about to look a gift horse in the mouth.” I dropped my bulging leather tote bag on the kitchen table, then glanced around. “Where’s the dog?”

David returned his attention to the paper. “In the basement.”

“David!” I hurried across the kitchen toward the basement door. “It’s cold down there, and damp! How long has he been down there?” I heard pathetic whining and scratching; the second I turned the knob, Cash heaved his considerable weight against the door and came barreling out. He circled the table at top speed, slipping and sliding on the freshly waxed linoleum (thanks, Renée).

“Hey buddy!” I kneaded the loose skin at the scruff of the dog’s neck. “Poor thing, locked up in the dark all day.” Cash threw himself on his back, begging for a belly rub. “Honestly, David, what were you thinking?”

David hunched over behind the folds of newsprint. “It wasn’t my decision.”

“Don’t try to pin this one on your mother. It’s your house!”

“Yes, and she’s our guest and the dog scares her.”

I put my hands on my hips and regarded Cash, who was wriggling upside down, all four feet pedaling in the air while his tail thumped against the cabinet with the rapid-fire precision of a machine gun. “This dog scares your mother?”

Only the top of David’s hair was visible over the Arts and Living section. “She says shelter dogs are unpredictable. And after what happened Thursday night…”

I rolled my eyes. “You guys are going to have to get over that. Thursday night was a fluke. He was in a new place with new people; he had an accident. If you must blame someone, blame me for not making sure he did his business before I took him inside. He had a bowel movement. He didn’t rip out her jugular.”

“I see your point,” David conceded. “But my mom says—”

“I washed the blankets, I said I was sorry, what more does she want?” I frowned, surveying the unusually quiet house. “Where is she, anyway?”

“At her bridge club. The roads were icy, so Henry Reynolds offered to give her a ride.”

I shook my head. “That man is a glutton for punishment.”

My so-called husband finally lowered the newspaper, took off his glasses, and started rubbing his forehead. “She says she doesn’t want to be alone with the dog while you and I are off at work. She says he growled at her.”

“Really.”

“Yes. Now, I grant you that she can sometimes be a little, uh…”

“Insane?” I suggested.

“Oversensitive,” he amended. “But it’s possible, Erin. He could have growled. We don’t know anything about his history, or why his owners gave him up.

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