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“Well, do your best, at least.” He pressed a quick kiss to my forehead, tugged a lock of my hair, and strode out of the bar.
I stood there, like an idiot, staring after him.
Then my gaze shifted to Gray and his shit-eating grin. I rolled my eyes and headed back toward the bar. I was going to need a shot of tequila to put up with him now.
CHAPTER 29
Dalton
“Thanks for coming to Riverton,man. It’s ridiculous with all the patrolling I do in Granville that I can’t make it happen right now, but…”
“Your boss hates you,” Hunter said from the other side of the booth at Jerkers Soda Shoppe. “I get it.”
I groaned. “Yeah, I’m exhausted. He’s avoiding working me over the limit while arranging my schedule to be ahugepain in the ass. I’ve got to head back in as soon as we’re done here, which is why we’re having MoonShakes instead of the beer I really fucking need.”
I took a big slurp of vanilla ice cream, swirled with hot fudge and topped with Oreo crumbles. Chloe liked banana added to hers, but yuck, I didn’t want slimy bits of goo with my ice cream.
Hunter laughed. “Well, it sucks for you, but I’m not complaining. Clark and Toby are working on a big school project, and apparently, I’m just in the way.”
“At least until they need something heavy carried,” I said.
“Right?” He scoffed and shook his head, but his smile was fond. “That’s what I get for marrying an intellectual.” He kicked my foot. “But enough about me. What’s up with you?”
“The good or the bad?”
“Good first,” he said.
“Well, I kind of got myself a boyfriend.” My lips quirked. “I think?”
Hunter laughed. “You’re not sure?”
“Well, he’s a little skittish about words likedatingandboyfriend, but he told me I was the only one. Basically admitted he was crazy about me.”
“Sounds serious. This the same guy you told me about before? The one who’s a little…”
“Reckless?” I smirked. “Yeah. I couldn’t stay away.”
I pulled up a photo on my phone. I’d snuck the shot of Axel while Loki practically climbed into his lap, his black-and-tan head pressed up under Axel’s chin.
“Aw, look at that sweetheart.”
“Yeah, the dog is a lover.”
“I meant the guy.” He shot me a grin. “You can always trust someone who loves dogs.”
“Well, then I can trust him alot.”
We spent most of my break talking about Axel and his collection of strays. I told Hunter about the dogs, the cat colony, and how tight Axel was with his brothers.
“He sounds like a great guy,” Hunter said.
“Yeah, he is.” I bit my lower lip. “He, uh, does get a bit wild sometimes.”
“In bed?”
I snorted. “No, I could handle that. I mean, in life. I’ve had to arrest him more than once. I don’t ever want to do that again.”
Hunter nodded. “Yeah, that’s a difficult position to be in. Maybe you can recuse yourself and let someone else take thelead if it comes to that. It’s more important that you be his boyfriend first.”
