The Bachelor's Baby by Mia Ross

Author:Mia Ross [Ross, Mia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-11-01T19:45:14+00:00

Chapter Eight

When Lindsay arrived at work the next day, she got quite the surprise.

“Well, hello there,” she greeted the dog sitting beside the desk while Brian continued his running battle with the computer. Hanging her coat on its hook, she said, “You didn’t mention hiring anyone new.”

Glancing up from the screen, Brian chuckled. “He was on my porch when I got home last night. No collar or anything, but someone trained him well, so I’m gonna hang up some flyers and hopefully find his owner. As soon as I figure out how to make them, that is.”

“Good idea.” The pup offered her a paw, and she shook it gently. “Nice to meet you.”

“I tried to get him to stay in the house, but he wouldn’t stop barking so I caved and brought him with me.”

“You have a new tagalong. That’s so cute.”

“Whatever.”

“Oh, please,” she scoffed, laughing off the obvious attempt at bravado. “You love dogs, and I’d imagine you won’t be too disappointed if no one claims this one.”

“Well, maybe not,” he allowed, leaning back in the chair with a grin that reminded her there was still a little boy inside that tall, rangy frame.

“What’s his name?”

“Haven’t thought of one, since I’m not sure he’ll be sticking around.”

Lindsay studied the fur ball and said, “It’s obvious that he hasn’t been getting fed, so he’s either lost or someone left him behind when they moved. My guess is he’s yours if you want him.”

“I’m no good at thinking up names. I’ve been calling him ‘dude.’”

“Very original.” After a moment, she said, “How about Riley?”

Brian looked down and asked, “Whatta you think, boy?” The dog immediately responded by tipping his head back and letting out an enthusiastic little yip. “Sounds like a winner to me, too. We’ll go with that.”

“Good enough. Would you like me to save you from designing that lost-dog flyer?”

“Please.”

They both laughed, and Lindsay shooed Brian out so she could get to work. After his story about Riley trailing after him everywhere, she expected the stray to follow him into the shop. Instead, he crawled under the desk and stretched out, pillowing his head on Lindsay’s shoes. It was an unusual way to work, but once she got used to it, he wasn’t a distraction, and she had to admit that he made an excellent foot warmer.

When Brian came back in around lunchtime, she had another surprise for him. Handing over a printed page, she tried to look casual as he took in what it said.

Meeting her eyes over the top of the paper, he asked, “Is this what I think it is?”

“That depends on what you think it is.”

“Our first order from outside the area. From Marion Granger in Framingham, Massachusetts.”

“Then it’s what you think,” she confirmed, touched by the way he’d referred to the momentous occurrence as “our” order. Slipping her feet out from underneath her sleeping assistant, she went around the desk to hug him. “Congratulations, Brian. You’re on your way.”

“Thanks.” He stared down at the paper again as if he still couldn’t quite believe it was real.

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