Worst Wingman Ever by Jimenez Abby

Author:Jimenez, Abby [Jimenez, Abby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Adult
ISBN: 9781662519635
Amazon: B0CL7H4JD9
Goodreads: 200034606
Publisher: Amazon Original Stories
Published: 2024-01-23T08:00:00+00:00

John

CHAPTER 8

Iwas out in the courtyard, walking Doobie. We’d just gotten back from the store. I’d had to run out to Home Depot again for caulk. Frank said he got some, but what he actually got was a bottle of glue.

How my brother and I sprang from the same parents and were raised in the same house was beyond me.

Anyway, the store had this assortment of bobbleheads at the checkout. I got one for the white Honda lady. She probably wouldn’t even use it. It was probably going to end up in a donation bin or in some white elephant gift exchange next year, but it was too perfect not to grab. I left it on her tire.

I let Doobie get his zoomies out in the little dog run off the courtyard. Then I walked him until he pooped. I’d just cleaned it up and was about to head in when someone came up behind me. “Can I pet your dog?”

I turned and to my surprise it was the woman from the elevator. She stood there, the setting sun at her back, holding her sandals.

It might seem a little melodramatic, but she felt like a fairy or a spirit standing there. The flowers were all in bloom and butterflies were floating around, and this beautiful, ethereal woman appears out of nowhere.

“Sure,” I said, trying not to stare. “I’ll hold him so he doesn’t get your skirt muddy. Sorry, he’s still learning not to jump.”

“It’s okay,” she said, crouching. “If I get dirty, I get dirty. I don’t really care today.”

I looped a finger in his collar to keep him from pummeling her anyway. He wiggled and cried, and she scratched under his chin. “What’s his name?”

“Doobie.”

She smiled up at me. “That’s a good name. A good name for a good boy.”

I watched her play with him for a minute. She had on a jade bracelet.

I cleared my throat. “I’ve never seen you here before.”

She talked to me but looked at him. “I don’t live here. I’m just visiting family.”

“Oh. Me too.”

“What kind of dog is he?” she asked.

“I think he’s a Lab mix. I’m not really sure; I rescued him.”

She pivoted to look at me. “Oh. My sister volunteers at a few rescues. Which one?”

“None, I found him. He was abandoned in an empty apartment.”

“Oh my God.” She looked at him with pity. “And you kept him?”

“I did. Not my job to question the dog distribution system.”

She laughed. Then she noticed my arm. “What happened there?”

I twisted my elbow to look at the welt. “Occupational hazard. I was knocking down a hornet’s nest at work. One of them got me.”

“Ouch.”

“Better me than a little old lady.”

She smiled. Then she sat back on her heels and dug in the small purse she had on. “Here. It’s prescription cortisone.”

Doobie was calmer now, so I let go of his collar to take it. The second I wasn’t holding him up, he rolled onto his back so she could rub his belly.

She looked down at him with hearts in her eyes.

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