Page 93 of Galen's Redemption
“Are you sureabout this? It’s hard work.”
Galen quirked an eyebrow. “I’m not afraid of hard work, Robert. You might think I’m the pampered son of a rich bastard, but nothing could be further from the truth. I worked my ass off to get where I was, including jobs to pay for my schooling. I begged any and everyone who had work to let me have it. I didn’t care if it was balancing books or walking dogs. I woulddo it.”
“Youwalked dogs?”
“I’ll have you know I was the best dog walker in Chicago.”
Robert chuckled. “Oh, really?”
“I was!” Galen feigned indignation. “Well, for half a shift. Then I gave a house a dog that wasn’t theirs, and that ended my budding career.”
“Galen….”
He gave a sigh and a dramatic roll of his eyes. “Fine. I screwed up. Yeah, Galen the Klutzy proved to them that even walkingdogs was beyond him. Happy now?”
Robert ran a hand over Galen’s cheek. “Ecstatic. But not because of anything you’ve done before. It’s more that you want to be all in at the shelter with me. I… I have to admit, I never thought I would find a guy who wanted the same things I do.”
“I’ll be honest… I didn’t know until the other night.” He put an arm over Robert’s shoulder. “Let me tell you a storyabout a little girl and a danish.”
