hall and into the break room.
âOh, you are so interested,â Molly said.
Megan tore her gaze away from the hallway and put it back on Molly. âIs it obvious?â
âYou might want to wipe the drool from the corner of your mouth.â
âOh, stop it. I am not drooling.â But she did swipe at the corner of her mouth anyway.
Brady came out with a large bottle of water and headed toward Mollyâs office. As if she could sense Brady, Roxie scrambled off her blanket and rushed toward the doorway, her chicken toy still firmly planted in her mouth.
âHey,â Brady said, scooping Roxie up in his arms. âWhatcha got there?â
âA gift from Megan,â Molly said.
Brady glanced over at Megan. âThat was nice of you.â
âWe had talked about her needing some toys and I happened to drive by the pet store on my way out to lunch today, so I stopped in.â
âThanks.â Brady set Roxie down.
âI also brought you something from the bakery.â
Molly grabbed her laptop and got up from her desk. âIf youâll excuse me, I need to run these invoices into Carterâs office and have a chat with him. Iâll talk to you later, Megan.â
âOh, sure. See you, Molly.â
Megan stood. âI didnât mean to interrupt your workday.â She smiled at Brady.
âYou didnât. Iâm on a break after doing a paint job. I came in to take Roxie outside. You could come with me.â
âSure.â
He pulled the leash out of his pocket and attached it to Roxieâs harness. As soon as he did, Roxie sat. He tugged, and Roxie resisted.
Meganâs lips quirked. âSheâs still not in love with the leash, I see.â
âYeah.â
âMind if I give it a try?â
He handed her the leash. âGive it your best shot.â
She took the leash, letting it go lax. âLetâs go for a walk, Roxie. Come on, baby, letâs go.â
Roxie wagged her tail and followed Megan out the door, her stuffed chicken toy still in her mouth.
âWell, sonofabitch,â Brady muttered as he followed behind them.
Roxie was a little awkward, trying to walk ahead of her,but Megan gave a slight tug on the leash, and the dog stayed in step next to her as they made their way up the street to the park.
âCare to share your secret?â Brady asked.
âNo secret. Just give the leash a little slack, raise your voice in an excited manner, and sheâll follow you.â
âUh-huh.â He took a toothpick out of his pocket and slid it in his mouth.
Of course, that made Megan focus on his mouth, which reminded her of the way he kissed her last night, which made her stomach tumble and her body heat up. So instead, she turned her attention on the dog.
âShe apparently likes that toy you got her.â
âI guess she does. Iâm glad. There are a few more in the bag in Mollyâs office.â
âThat was nice of you. And thanks for the baked goods. You didnât have to do that.â
She turned to face him. âI know I didnât have to, Brady. I wanted to.â
He looked down at the grass, then back up at her. âAbout last night. Iâm sorry.â
âAbout what? About kissing me?â
His lips curved, and when the man smiled it was devastating to her libido.
âNo. Definitely not sorry about that.â
âGood. Because Iâd have been disappointed if you were going to apologize for kissing me.â
âI meant about leaving so abruptly. It was rude.â
âNo reason to apologize.â
âWeâll have to try it again.â
Now she smiled. âThe kissing thing?â
He sucked in a breath. âYouâre very tempting, Megan.â
âAm I? Good.â
He stepped closer, as if he was going to try the kissing thing right there on the street. But then a horn honked and he took a step back.
âI should get back to work,â he
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