Page 54 of Lucky Baller
Autumn sighs. “Sorry, I’m just worried about this event.”
“What event?” Landon asks.
“We schedule several adoption events each year. Keeps the public informed and reminds them we’re here. We’re at capacity for the animals, and Autumn’s concerned we’re not going to have a good turnout. Usually, we go to a shopping mall or a pet store, something like that, and transport a few of the dogs and cats, but since we have Buckwheat and we’re so full, we thought we would schedule the event here. We won’t have the same traffic as the shopping centers.”
“When is the event?”
“Saturday.”
He nods. “What time?”
“One o’clock.”
“I was hoping you might say that.” We stand by and watch as he pulls his phone out of his back pocket, and his fingers fly across the screen. “There.” He looks proud of himself as he turns his phone to show me the screen.
@LandonBarkerOfficial Come help me support the Safe Haven Animal Shelter this
Saturday at 1 PM. #AdoptAPet #Cougars
“I have twenty-four million followers.” He winks. I read the post for a third time, processing what this could mean for the shelter.
“Landon, that’s amazing. Wait, don’t you have practice on Saturday?”
“We do, but just in the morning. We’re reviewing game film. I’ll be out of there by noon. I’ll get Case and a few of the guys to come, too. They can Tweet it out to their followers, as well.”
“Jeremy can, too. I don’t know why I didn’t think of that,” Autumn says. “Thank you, Landon.”
“I usually have PR send over pictures and things to sign, but I’m not going to do that this time. I want to get the public here, and I can sign anything they bring with them, but I want to make this day about the shelter.”
“Thank you.” I rise on my tiptoes and kiss him.
“If that’s what I get for doing something nice, I need to step up my game.” He grins, and I can’t help but playfully roll my eyes.
“You two are so cute together. I love this.” Autumn waves her hands at us.
“Yeah, I love it, too,” Landon says softly, his eyes holding mine. “You need any help around here today?” He tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
“No, we have a roster of volunteers this afternoon. Thank you for what you did.”
“Anything for you.” He leans down for another kiss, and I have to force myself not to take it too far, knowing that Autumn is in the room with us. “I’ll see you tonight?” he asks when we finally pull apart.
“Yes.”
“Pack a bag. I’ll pick you up, and we’ll go back to my place.”
“Okay.” A slow grin crosses his face. I don’t know if he thought I was going to fight him on it or what, but I’m not. I’mputting myself out there, my heart, too, and letting the chips fall where they may. “Thank you for breakfast.”
“You’re welcome,” he says, giving me another chaste kiss. “Autumn, it was good to see you.” He releases his hold on me and steps back. “Later, Freckles.”
“Damn.” Autumn pretends to fan herself with her hands. “That was hot.”
“Yeah, he is,” I agree, making her laugh.
“So, you took my advice, I see.”
“I did, and we talked last night. We’re dating exclusively. I stayed at his place last night.”
“Give me all the juicy details.”
