The Rocky Road to Romance

The Rocky Road to Romance by Janet Evanovich Read Free Book Online

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Authors: Janet Evanovich
enough for the two of us. He’s a nice dog, Steve, but he’s moving in on my territory.”
    Steve could appreciate Kevin’s point of view. Bob was getting more than his share of attention from Daisy. He was getting hugs and kisses and tasty morsels of food. When they got home tonight, Steve was going to have a long talk with Bob. He was going to tell him about hogging the chips and moving in on a budding relationship.
    Daisy dumped the meat and vegetables into the wok and stirred.
    Bob was on his feet beside her. His tail was swishing back and forth, his ears were perked up, his mouth was open in joyous expectation.
    â€œHe sure gets excited about food,” Daisy said.
    â€œSo do I,” Kevin told her. “I get excited about food. Doesn’t anyone want to feed me?”
    â€œWe’re going out to eat,” Steve said. “I was supposed to bring the people food, but things got sort of hectic, and I didn’t get a chance to shop.”
    Daisy scooped the stir-fry into a heavy ceramic bowl, blew on it, and when it was cool,she said to Bob, “Bon appétit.” She set the bowl on the floor.
    Bob made a few loud grunting, slurping, snorting noises, and the food was gone. He sat back and studied the bowl, as if more food might suddenly appear. He had a slim scrap of sautéed pepper stuck in his chin whiskers. Steve thought Kevin looked like he was thinking about eating it, but Bob sniffed, located the pepper slice with his tongue, and swallowed it before Kevin had a chance to snatch it away.
    Daisy still had the fork in her hand. “I thought you said this dog was finicky.”
    â€œProbably he draws the line at table legs,” Kevin said.
    Steve picked the bowl up off the floor. It was licked so clean it looked like it had just come out of the dishwasher. “I guess my food isn’t as good as your food.”
    Daisy smiled. “This is one recipe that will definitely get included in my next book.”
    Steve put a friendly arm around Daisy. “Now for my part of the bargain. I’m going to take you guys to a first-class restaurant.”
    â€œExcellent,” Kevin said, already at the door. “Do I get to ride in the car from hell?”
    â€œAfraid not. I don’t have the car from hell today. Today I have the Ford SUV,” Steve said.
    â€œThat’s okay,” Kevin said. “SUVs are cool.”
    Daisy slung her purse over her shoulder. “What’ll we do about Bob?”
    The question took Steve by surprise. He wasn’t used to worrying about dogs. “Could we leave him in your backyard?”
    â€œFang ate a hole through my privacy fence. Bob would be able to escape. I suppose we could leave him in the house, though.”
    â€œYou be a good dog,” Steve told Bob. “Don’t do anything rude in the house, and I’ll take you for a walk when we come back.”
    Daisy closed and locked the door and was halfway to the car when an unearthly sound stopped her in her tracks. “My Lord, what is that?”
    Everyone listened. The pitch rose. Bob was howling for all he was worth.
    â€œHe’s lonely,” Daisy said, returning to the house. “We’ll have to take him with us.” She unlocked the door and snapped Bob’s leash onhis choke collar. “We can go to one of those fast-food drive-throughs. Then we won’t have to leave Bob home alone.”
    Bob galloped to the car and jumped onto the backseat beside Kevin.
    When everyone ordered at the drive-through, Bob got two burgers and a vanilla shake. He was vastly subdued on the way home, and by the time Daisy and Steve had cleaned the kitchen and were ready to settle themselves in front of the TV to hear the eleven o’clock news, Bob was sound asleep on the couch.
    Steve liked Bob a lot when he was sleeping. Not only was Bob adorable, but he was also taking up most of the couch, making it necessary for everyone else to sit pressed

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