Lydia
It seems I won't be going to any seminars today. My day has officially changed from great to crazy.
I'm sitting in the passenger seat with Avery behind the wheel of his pickup truck. Cero is on the truck's cargo bed, hiding underneath a blue tarpaulin while ordered not to move.
I glance over at Avery. It irritates me how he manages to look sexy, dark, and handsome without trying while I have giant dog drool stuck in the tips of my brown hair.
A sigh escapes from my lips. "What if Cero decides he doesn't want to live at that cottage and tries to follow us home?"
Avery doesn't even look at me when he replies. "To be honest, I rather take that risk than keep him at home. My dad would kill me if Cero put a dent in the ceiling."
I nod and then continue looking out the window. Tho
