Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 60(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 60(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
After we make arrangements to have dinner the next night, he kisses me one more time and I slip into my apartment. “Frank, I’m home,” I call out, but there are no little feet running to greet me.
Sighing, I realize I’ll have to suck up to my dog. I head to my bedroom to change into my comfy pajamas before going to search for my roommate. I find him pouting in front of the television. Frank ignores me the rest of the night to express his displeasure at being left at home alone, but nothing can sour my great mood. I’m on cloud nine.
When Wild shows up for our date the next night, he kisses me on the cheek before bending over to hand my surly roommate a stuffed Lamb Chop. I watched in horrified shock as Frank sniffs the toy for a second, then lifts his leg and pees on it. “Frank!” I gasp.
To my relief, Wild takes it in stride and bends down to grumble to my asshole dog. “I guess I’ll have to up my game if I want to win you over.”
Frank looks unconvinced and turns away from Wild to walk over and crawl onto his doggie sofa. I turn on the television and find a movie that should make Frank happy, then place a special treat bone on his sofa next to him. After he stops pouting, he’ll find it.
As we walk out the door, Wild turns to me. “I’ll win that animal over if it’s the last thing I do.”
He takes me to the movies, you know the ones that serve meals at your seats, and I have the time of my life. Wild reserved every seat in this theater room, so we have our privacy.
After ordering three different appetizers and milkshakes, we recline the heated seats and watch the romantic comedy.
As Wild holds a potato skin covered in nacho cheese up to my mouth while critiquing the leading man’s romantic gestures, I fall more and more in love with him. By the time the movie comes to end, my heart and soul belong to Wild Templeton. Now, I need to work on my stubborn dog.
WILD
Jenna and I have been dating for four weeks now, and I’ve won over the rest of the Cuties. They’ve even forgiven me for the twits comment, but Frank refuses to give me a chance.
I bring the little shit a toy every time I come over, but he still turns his nose up and ignores me. Most of the time, he pees on the expensive damn toys. Fucker. This is war.
Today, I have a gift he won’t be able to reject. Checkmate, asshole. And he better not fucking pee on this one.
I only hope my girl doesn’t kill me. After knocking on the door, I look down at the tan little furball in my arms and grumble, “You better be on your best behavior for the next fourteen to fifteen years.” As she looks up at me and blinks sleepily, I hold her close and sigh. My surly asshole card is officially retired. These fucking dogs and Jenna have turned me into a softy.
Jenna opens the door, and her eyes widen when she sees the tiny French Bulldog in my arms. “What is that?”
I hold my coup de grâce up and smile. “Frank’s new toy. He won’t ignore me now.”
My girl shakes her head as she steps back for me to follow her into the apartment. “You should’ve talked to me about this.” Fuck. I hope my effort to win the asshole dog over doesn’t cost me points with my girl. “I don’t have time to raise a puppy.”
I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her close while assuring her, “I made sure to plan ahead.” She looks up at me skeptically as I continue, “I’ve enrolled Belle in puppy daycare and training classes.”
My girl stares at me as I explain how Gaston will pick up the furball every morning before Jenna leaves for work and drop her off at Ms. Phyllis’s Pooch Academy for the day. In the evenings, the school will bring Belle home.
Jenna’s mouth falls open, and she swallows before throwing back her head to laugh. “Let’s introduce these two and see how things go.”
It actually goes fairly well. After a little time, that is. Frank ignores Belle for most of the afternoon as the puppy tries her best to get him to play. Once she runs out of energy and climbs onto his doggy sofa to fall asleep, he sniffs her a few times and curls up next to her. From that moment on, they become inseparable.
Within a week, we sign Frank up for Ms. Phyllis’s, too, because he mopes and whines when Belle leaves the house. Score one for me. I’ve won over the Frenchie. Now, it’s time to reel in my girl.