“Deshedding? Like you shave him?”
Now she really laughs. “No, definitely not. It just helps get his undercoat out.”
“Will that help him not coat my car in his fur?”
She nods.
I look down at him, and he still seems so nervous. “Maybe we should do that, but I just brought him home yesterday. I could bring him back in a couple days, though.”
“Whenever you want, just let me know.”
“I’m sure whoever ends up adopting him will like him to be clean and all that too.”
“Mhm.”
“Should he play with other dogs or anything?”
“If he’s friendly, sure. Bennet and Duke get along with everyone if you ever want to try.”
“Maybe.”
“Just let Jameson or me know, and he can come with you to the ranch if you’d like.”
I nod, and we start to head out, I tell her I’ll bring him back in a couple days. The bird screams out, “Shut up, Vern!”as I leave, and I hear more threats from Sutton, wondering what kind of a mad house that place is.
When I get back home, Bailey’s car is gone again, and I can’t help but be a little disappointed. At least now I have Bruno to fill my days while he’s living with me.
CHAPTER 10
Bailey
I’ve been avoidingWes like the plague since the night of Sutton’s “bachelorette party.” I hoped that maybe everything that happened through the window was just an illusion or some insane dream. Unfortunately, realizing it was very much real had me wanting to hide away for the foreseeable future.
Since that’s not possible, I’m doing the next best thing and just avoiding the one and only person who bore witness to my moment of weakness and insanity. I try to be out of the house early and quickly before work, and when I get home, I race from my car inside as fast as I can.
It’s worked for a couple days since I saw him with his new dog, but I know it’s going to end sooner rather than later. Especially since Jameson and Sutton’s wedding is quickly approaching. The rehearsal is tomorrow and I’m surehe who shall not be namedwill be there.
“Before you even ask, yes, Wes is going to be there tomorrow. And no you can’t skip. But yes, you’re not sitting next to eachother,” Sutton says like she can read my mind as I help her put together the bouquets for the wedding.
I groan while Lily chuckles behind some leaves.
“You,” Sutton focuses on her, “on the other handdohave to sit next to Parker.”
“What? Why?” Lily complains, throwing the flowers down on the table.
“Because that’s how it is.”
“But Mo-om,” Lily groans.
“Don’t ‘Mom’ me, I’m only five years older than you. If anyone is Mom here, it’s Bailey.”
“Whoa, don’t bring me into this like I’m the one making the seating arrangements.” I raise my hands up.
“Maybe you should be. You wouldn’t put me next to my arch nemesis,” Lily says.
Sutton just rolls her eyes with a scoff.
“That’s a little dramatic. You dated him for how long?” I give her a pointed look.
