Reyghan responded to Bobbie’s inquiry with a lick to her chin; a motion that Buck was just getting used to. Reyghanclearly wanted to love on humans every chance she got, which was really sweet.
“She’s been amazing,” Buck told Bobbie. “Cooper, too. I think the two of them are taking their cues from each other. Now, when I let them out of the crate in the morning, Cooper follows Reyghan to the door and they both wait for me instead of using the indoors as their personal facilities.”
“Good babies,” Bobbie praised, bending and giving Cooper a belly rub when he splayed over onto his back at her feet.
She stood and met Buck’s eyes. “Oh, shit. Do you think they’ll have a problem being separated? The last thing I want to do is cause either of them any more trauma than they’ve already been exposed to.”
Buck laughed. “Hah. Not a chance. If you could see their antics, you’d know they’re damned adaptable. They’ve already more than gotten over their water adventure,ifthey even remember it happened. Point in case, they both wanted to join me in the shower this morning, so water isn’t going to be a problem. Which means I doubt bouncing around from household to household will be, either. If there’s love to be had, wherever they go, they’re going to be happy.”
Buck liked the way Bobbie’s eyes glazed over a bit when he’d mentioned the shower. Was she picturing him naked and soaped up? Could she possibly know that he’d put hands on his fixated-on-Bobbie dick and jerked off to her this morning?
He felt his cock harden again as a blush moved up his neck.
Ah, hell no.Any rise in color or unexplained bulges would give Bobbie fodder for teasing, and that wasn’t how he wanted to present.
Buck willed himself to breathe deeply, stand up straight and think of…converting air consumption to a surface equivalent at say, a depth of sixty feet…
Whew. Penis down.
That had been a close one.
It seemed that Bobbie hadn’t noticed his, uh, little problem, though. She was busy…sniffing?
“Mmm.” She stuck her nose up in the air a second time. “Something smells really good.”
This, Buck could deal with. “Well, it’s not Spam, I’m sorry to say,” he chuckled. “But Idohave pulled pork in the crockpot, just about ready to be sauced. I hope that’s agreeable, served on a bulky role with a side of slaw.” It was a family recipe.
Why was he suddenly nervous, rambling like a kid? This was a go-to meal of his, and he never screwed it up. Of course, he’d never fed a professional chef before, either.
“It sounds awesome,” Bobbie replied sincerely. “But, Buck. Just saying. You could have ordered in subs and I would have been over-the-moon.” She put Reyghan down and reached forward to place a warm, compelling hand on Buck’s chest. “Nobodyeverfeeds me.”
Buck couldn’t help himself. He grabbed her hand where it lay, then dipped down and sampled Bobbie’s lips that had turned up toward him.
She didn’t back off. If he had to say, she even, momentarily, increased the pressure.
When they pulled apart, she smiled broadly and so genuinely that his chest swelled with delight.
“What was that for?” Buck asked, needing confirmation that she was reacting with euphoria to that same, swift, down-to-the-toes connection that he’d felt.
“My smile?” she asked sassily.
“Yeah,” he fibbed.
She only missed one beat before…
“No onions.”
Buck laughed, then dipped down to kiss her briefly again. “Ah, well then. We can’t waste a good breath day, can we?”
Bobbie grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him down for more.
And more…
It wasn’t until the dogs started whining that they came up for air.
“Umm, I think they need to go out,” Bobbie said, finding her voice first, but still staring at his lips like they held the answers to everything in the universe.
“Tough decision.” Buck somehow managed to put words together. “Hmm. Continue the way we were and clean up a mess, or take the pups out and miss out on filling myself up with more of this…appetizer?”
