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Robertson. She is the lady of the house now. If I am not here, please make sure she has anything she needs.”
    What’s with the lady?
    “Yes, Lucca, absolutely. It’s a pleasure to meet you finally, Miss Robertson. I hope you will be very comfortable. If there is anything at all, please just ask me or my wife Rose.” He shakes my hand, wrapping his other over the top and clasping it in a formal but warm gesture.
    “Thank you, Peter. It’s lovely to meet you,” I say shyly.
    Doris comes galloping around like a bloody racehorse and bangs right into the back of my legs, causing me to buckle over and stumble. She’s attracting attention with her hyperactivity.
    Bloody nuisance.
    Peter grabs my arms and lifts me upright while Lucca shakes his head as he holds my other arm.
    “Eh … thank you.”
    “Hmmm, this grey ghost belong to you?” Peter asks, already knowing the answer.
    “Yes, she’s just a little excitable and … well, hyperactive sometimes,” I confess.
    “Well, young lady, we will need to do something about this,” he adds. Cameron is looking as if he’s fit to burst and clearly loving watching me quiver under Peter’s shrewd words because he knows how spoiled Doris is and this will be a challenge.
    “What have you got in mind, Peter?” Lucca asks with optimism, grinning at him. I tighten my fingers around his hand. Nothing will be happening to my dog. She’s a pet and fine the way she is, a little unruly but very loveable.
    “Obedience training starts tomorrow. Excellent pedigree I must say, and by the looks, a very good breed. Very loyal dogs and unbelievably clever, but you’re cutting it fine. They need to be treated firmly from the start, and it looks as if you have a playmate. Not that I’m saying they aren’t great companions, but, Miss Robertson, this dog needs dominance, force at times, and a strong leader. I’m guessing she’s not that old,” he says, studying Doris, rubbing his hand along his chin.
    I shrug my shoulders, wrinkling my nose and scowling slightly, grateful he’s willing to help but not with his choice of words. It’s not that I feel threatened by Peter because he’s merely referring to my dog and Lucca trusts him explicitly.
    Force.
    Dominance.
    Strong.
    “I suppose she needs a little training,” I mutter feeling a familiar ache in my chest.
    Sensing my uneasiness, Lucca rubs his fingers over my knuckles and it slightly calms me, his small gesture sending pulsing beats straight to my core.
    “A little? You think?” Cameron adds sarcastically. He gets a mighty scowl for that cheeky comment.
    Doris is jumping around looking for attention from Peter, so he pats her back then places the palm of his hand on her head. She sits, tilting her head to the side. I’m amazed.
    “You know these dogs?” Lucca asks.
    “Yes, used to breed, show, and work them. Wait until Rose catches a glimpse of this little beauty. Although she needs a lot of work. You understand how this works, Miss Robertson, don’t you?”
    No, I don’t understand. She’s my pet and not under ball and chain.
    “Where will she be sleeping?” he adds.
    Lucca shrugs his shoulders as he wraps his arm around my waist. “Well, that is up to my beautiful girl.” He’s redeemed and about bloody time.
    “She will stay with me, you know, in the house,” I mutter while rubbing her ear with my free hand. There’s no way I’m having her outside or in a kennel; she wouldn’t know what was going on.
    “Hmmm, interesting. Well let’s just see how that goes, and if you need advice, you know where I am,” Peter replies, giving Lucca an approving nod of his head. I watch him interact with her, and he does have a natural flare. Doris seems calmer already. Maybe Peter will be a good help after all.
    “Thank you. I really appreciate it, but I hope she won’t get in your way too much.”
    “Beautiful lady, she won’t get in my way. I’m thinking about you two young love birds because they can be, shall