Harley waited until I’d picked up her carrier, and slipped my backpack off my back with some supplies, and then he headed for the door.
“You eaten yet?”
Apparently that was his way of offering to bring me coffee and breakfast, so who was I to argue?
“Someone really hurt her?” Caroline asked me as I passed her, her voice tiny and sad.
“Yeah, but don’t worry, love, I hurt him right back. Wish I’d done more, to be honest, but she needed me.”
She sighed, and when I turned to look at her, she had a silly smile on her face. Like what I just said was cute or something. Whatever.
“You okay holding her while I set up a little area for her behind the counter?”
She frowned, glancing around us.
“Wouldn’t she be safer away from whatever you spray in there?”Shit. Yeah she would. That led to her suggesting an area between her desk and my counter, so I used some spare shelves to cordon off a little area for her, and set a puppy pad down in it.
An hour later, when V turned up unexpectedly, what she found was Caroline curled upinsidethe little puppy area, with Baby sleeping in her lap. You’d think she’d at least find that cute, but she took one look at them, and turned to glare at me.
“This is the best you can do? Where’s the proper bed? Where’s a water dish? Puppies do need water too, you dipshit!”
Ouch. Did every word from this woman have to be a fucking dagger? I’d been leaning on the counter watching my Baby sleep, which was already irritating Harley, who clearly thought I was eyeing up his old lady, like I had no fucking boundaries whatsoever.
“Jesus, woman. Do you go to bitch classes or what?”
Caroline gasped, and I saw a shocked look cross Harley’s face, but V? She fucking grinned. I had a feeling I was about to feel the way a person did when a shark took a big bite out of them, and I was kinda here for it. Call me a masochist, whatever.
V tutted, coming over to lean on my counter, putting us far too fucking close when I’d just been imagining myself as shark chum, but there you go.
“I don’t need classes, Rocket. It comes naturally to me when you’re around.”Nicecomeback.
“Maybe you wanna consider the fact that you don’t bring out the best in people, V. You catch more flies with honey, but you’re all piss and vinegar instead.”
Another gasp from Caroline, and I could see Harley was approaching, but I didn’t take my eyes off the immediate threat.That threat being the woman smirking back at me, delight sparkling in those blue eyes of hers, as she tossed back her bouncy light brown hair.
“Speaking of piss, how’d your first night in bed with a woman go?”
Okay, now I was grinning right back at her.
“If you can’t handle a little piss, are you even a fucking man? It went great. Turns out Iamexactly what my Baby needed.”
She grimaced. “You can’t call her that! She needs a name!”
“Wait. You called the dog Baby?” Harley asked, putting himself close enough to probably rescue one of us, but right now I had no idea who’d need it most. Probably me.
“Is this foreplay?” Caroline gasped out, struggling to stand up in the little enclosure, with Baby still in her arms, as her man lunged forward to help her.
Foreplay. Huh. It probably did seem that way to them. I had a feeling that any man who tried sticking their dick in this woman would get it chewed off by her fucking demon vagina.
“He wishes. Actually I came by to see if the little pup, who is definitely NOT called Baby, needed to be rescued from this meathead yet.”
“Oi! Who are you calling a meathead? That ain’t where my meat is.”
V faked gagging. “Please don’t talk about your meat in front of me, you sick perv.”
“Before this descends into anarchy, hi Vi, it’s nice to see you. Are you here to help our boy work out what he needs to buy for the little one?”
She rolled her eyes at Harley, who was now hugging Caroline, who in turn hugged Baby to her chest.
