closer look.
“No, I haven’t. It’s been awhile since I’ve read a romance novel. I used to have to sneak them in because my father didn’t approve.” Allie explained.
“Take it. You can borrow it and bring it back when you’re done.” Rayne stated matter of factly. “And then I can lend you the rest of the books in the series.”
“I’d love that! Thank you so much! I’d forgotten how much I liked to read just for pleasure until I saw you reading it now.” Allie thought back to all the times her father wouldn’t let her up from her chair until she finished reading between two to three chapters from the Bible. It had turned her off to reading until she had been grocery shopping one day and walked past a display with a book that practically screamed at her to buy it. From that point on, she had been hooked on romance novels. She wasn’t able to purchase a bunch of them because her father would have noticed the missing money, but when she was able to sneak one that was on sale into her cart, she would read it over and over again until the pages were wearing thin.
She had hoped to one day find a man as wonderful as those she read about in her books. A tall, dark, and handsome man who would swoop in and rescue her from the bondage of her lifestyle. Instead, she got Paul. The Uber-Douche. The really awesome part about it all though, was that in the end she didn’t even need a man to save her, she had saved herself and had gotten out of there. Feminism at its finest. Take that father , she thought, knowing he would hate the woman she was becoming now.
Allie placed the borrowed book in her purse and then went back to work at the front counter. Today she was organizing receipts and entering the expenses and donations into the spreadsheet for the month. Rayne had walked her through how it was done and sat with her until she was confident that Allie knew what she was doing. It definitely wasn’t hard work, it just took some getting used to. Especially using the computer. At Free Indeed, computers were so rarely used because of all the evil that was out there, so most of their data and finances was all done on paper. This was so much easier.
Allie heard the front door chime, indicating someone had just walked in, and looked up with a smile on her face ready to greet their visitor. And her smile froze. Not him again. It was Jason, her knight in plaid fabric walking towards her with...a tiny bundle of fur in his arms.
“Well hi there.” Jason’s eyes lit up as he realized it was Allie sitting at the desk in front of him. A smile quickly spread across his face, emphasizing the twin dimples, one in each cheek. Actually, they were really cute dimples now that she noticed them.
Wait, what was she doing? Bad Allie.
Instead of getting suckered in by his twinkling eyes and downright sexy grin, she sighed, “Hello again. How can I help you today?”
“Well, for starters, how about telling me your name, Little Bit?” He leaned slightly over the counter while clutching what looked like a little puppy, no more than a foot long, close to his chest.
Deliberately ignoring him, she focused instead on the filthy puppy in front of her that was snuggling up into the red, flannel shirt that he was wearing, “Oh, you poor thing!” Allie reached out to pet the tiny, little head covered in mud.
The puppy was very young. She couldn’t have been more than eight weeks old. Only barely the size of a football, she cuddled right into Jason’s arms as she nuzzled her head into his chest. For the most part, yellow short haired fur covered her body, but there were some white spots on her mouth, neck, and belly. And it was all complete with a black tipped tail, just the very end. The little puppy turned her head to look over at Allie as she gave her head a scratch. She was so adorable, even in her filthy mud-covered state. Oh well, hands could be washed, but that little thing needed some lovin’. “Is she yours? Or did you find
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