I ignored her and connected the call, hitting the Speaker button so I could attend to a wiggly Ricky.
“Hey, babe, I can’t talk long. I’ve got a hyper terrier on my hands.”
“Oh, sorry! I just wanted to let you know I’d be working through dinner tonight.”
“If you bring in Lady and Tramp, I’ll take them to my place after work.”
“I didn’t schedule it. Do you guys have room for them?”
I glanced at Sammi. She nodded, mouthing,get more biscuits.
I rolled my eyes. “Do you have any dog biscuits lying around?”
Jamie laughed. “Uh, yeah, I’ve got an assortment of extras that didn’t go into my last order. Sammi wants more?”
“I do!” Sammi sung out.
“Okay, no problem,” Jamie said. “I’ve started making a little extra every time I do an order so I can keep you supplied.”
She chuckled. “I knew you were a keeper, Jamie!”
“So, bring the dogs in,” I said. “I’ll take care of them for you.”
“You’re the best.” He paused. “I’ll be there soon. I might swing by Glazed Holes. Do you want something?”
I thought of my forgotten lunch. Tempting. Very tempting.But I was trying to maintain healthier eating habits than that.
“Actually, would you mind running by my place? Corey is out with Rachel, and I packed a lunch and forgot it in the kitchen.”
“Oh, sure.”
“If it’s not too much trouble, that is. I could eat doughnuts, but I’d rather have my sandwich.”
“Of course it’s not too much trouble,” Jamie said warmly. “I’m happy to help you out. I feel like you do all the favors in this relationship.”
“Well, that’s not true. As I recall, you did me a very nice favor last night.”
“Last night? But all we did was—” He stopped abruptly. “Oh, you’re bad!”
Sammi cackled in the background. Whoops. Forgot she was listening. Jamie had given me a long, luxurious blow job in the shower last night, edging me until I wanted to scream in frustration and then making me come so hard I nearly passed out.
“That doesn’t count,” he said now.
“I’m kidding. You bring me treats from work, you reassure me about my brother, and you listen to me complain about my boss?—”
“Hey!” Sammi protested as I laughed.
“You’re a great boyfriend, and I really appreciate you grabbing my lunch for me.”
“Okay, well, it doesn’t really compare to changing my tire and dog-sitting Lady and Tramp every other day, but if you’re happy, I’m happy.”
“I’m very happy,” I said. “You’ve got no idea.”
Ricky yipped as if in agreement. Jamie laughed and said goodbye.
The water had warmed while I talked to Jamie, so I sprayed down Ricky and soaped him up. He resembled a little drowned rat, even tinier with all his hair saturated.
“I’m sorry for what I’m about to do to you,” I told him as I turned off the water and pulled out the dyes I would need to use. “But hey, I bet your mommy loves it.”
