it in
public. “Well, I think it’s perfect.”
She ran her hand down the kitten’s soft fur. “I see she’s only a few weeks old.”
“Ten weeks. I’ve had her for two.”
It was so odd to see such a huge man have such a small pet. He seemed like the type to walk
a Rottweiler on a thick chain. But the worry in his caramel-colored eyes as he reached out to pet
Princess, his hand engulfing the kitten as it slid down her fur, let Julie know he didn’t care that a
cat wasn’t the animal most people would envision him having.
“What’s the problem, Mr. Minton?”
“Brody, please. I hate being called by my last name. I’m not that formal.”
“Okay, Brody, what’s going on with Princess?”
“She won’t eat. She was doing fine, but about three days ago, she just stopped, and she keeps
pawing at her face.” His eyes lifted to meet hers, and she was struck by how handsome he was.
“I’ve tried to look in her mouth, but I can’t see anything.”
“What do you feed her?”
“Dry cat food.” He winced. “I occasionally give her wet. I know it’s not good for her, but she
loves it, and when she stopped eating that, too, I knew something was wrong.”
“Sounds like she may have something stuck somewhere on the way down. Let’s have a look in
her mouth.” She went to the door and asked Melody to assist her.
While Melody held the kitten, Julie looked inside with a penlight, checking every crevice she
could see. Sure enough, something was wedged between her back teeth. “Has she been chewing
anything lately?”
“She’s into everything, but most recently she chewed through a cardboard box.”
Yeah, that looked about right. Julie took a pair of tweezers and tugged out the foreign object.
“I think we’ve solved the mystery, Brody.” She held it up. “It’s tiny, but this wet bit of cardboard
would’ve been enough to make her mouth feel uncomfortable enough to not want to eat.”
He released a breath. “Really? That’s it?”
“Yep. I’ll go ahead and prescribe some antibiotics just in case, but I think she’ll be fine now. If
she still isn’t eating in a few days, come back and we’ll do further tests, okay?”
“Thanks, doc.”
He scooped up the kitten, but then hesitated as he looked at Melody and Julie. The giggle that
came from the other vet as she hurried from the room made Julie blush. “Was there something
else?”
“Yeah, I was wondering if I could take you to dinner, as a thank-you.”
The blush scalded her face. “That’s not necessary.”
“Then how about as a date? Unless, of course, your boyfriend would mind.”
She blinked.
Not unless a stand-in boyfriend counted.
Tommy’s words echoed in her head. Spinster, eh? Was Brody a sign?
“No. No boyfriend.” She gave him what she hoped was a dazzling smile. “And yes, dinner would
be great.”
He smiled, and she found she liked it. It didn’t have her melting to the floor or anything, but it
was warm and friendly, and he seemed really nice.
“You have plans tonight?” he asked.
“Unless you consider sitting on the couch watching TV plans, then no, I don’t.”
“Hey. I love a great night in, kicking back and relaxing after a hard day. I swear sometimes
there is nothing that beats it.”
Her smile stretched into a full grin. “Exactly. But tonight I think I’d like to go out.”
Someone who actually got it! Tommy just stared at her like she was speaking gibberish when
she tried to explain why she liked to stay home.
“I’m very happy to hear that. Can I pick you up at eight?”
After she gave him directions, she smiled. “I’m looking forward to it.”
And she actually meant it.
…
Smoothing down the fabric of her blue wrap dress, Julie walked into the living room. She’d
changed her outfit five times. Casual. Dressy. Seductive. Until she’d finally settled on a
combination of all three.
The dress stopped about four inches above her knees and had a deep V-line
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