Wes looked like he wanted to facepalm, hard, but let them out of the car anyway.
The front door to the house opened, and Lily started to sprint toward it immediately, forgetting everything that she’d just said. Not that it was particularly dangerous to run across the sidewalk and up the front yard, but Wes liked to keep the rules the same everywhere, so…Mateo sat his ass down.
On the other end of the leash, Lily almost rag-dolled to a halt. Her eyes widened comically, when she looked back at Wes and Wolfy, who hadn’t moved from the curb yet.
“I think it’s Wolfy who needs to keep you on a leash,” Wes said dryly, and Lily gave him a sheepish smile.
“Sorry, Daddy! Sorry, Wolfy, I didn’t mean to pull you so hard,” she said, coming to him and hugging him tightly.
“Okay, try again,” Wes tol
