Chapter Six
Stan spotted her the moment he stepped into the kennel.
Bertram to one side, lying down but in an alert position.
Jodie sitting directly opposite. Her head back against the wall and tipped slightly to one side, exposing a nice length of neck. Clearly asleep, he was once again taken by her face. Without the aggressive scowl, she really was lovely. Some women looked innocent, even childlike when they slept. It was something he’d noticed any number of times as he’d carefully slipped out of a bed and left.
Marybeth Anne had been like that. Maybe that’s what had kept him in her bed, watching that impossible innocence in such a seriously built body. Long enough to become engaged. But the girl with three first names hadn’t acted so innocent and kind once he’d been injured.
Jodie
