Texas Wedding. Nancy Thompson Robards

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      He walked around to the passenger side of his car, opened the door and hooked the new leash to the dog’s collar. As free-spirited as the animal had seemed wandering downtown footloose and fancy-free, he was remarkably tame, sitting on the jacket Shane had spread over the front seat to protect the leather seat from the dog’s overgrown toenails. He’d have to dry-clean his jacket before he could wear it again because it probably reeked of dirty dog—the same way his car smelled right now.

      As he gave the mutt a few strokes, it struck him that except for being filthy and hungry, the mutt was in relatively good shape. Plus, he was wearing a collar—even if it was missing its tags. Shane frowned. Somewhere out there a family was missing a dog. Either that or the animal had been dumped.

      “Do you belong to someone, buddy?”

      The dog whined in response, looking up at Shane with adoring chocolate eyes.

      “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”

      They rang the doorbell and AJ answered a moment later, stepping outside.

      “Hey,” she said. She’d changed out of her chef’s coat and was wearing a red T-shirt that hugged her curves in all the right places and jean shorts that made the most of her tanned legs.

      “Hi.” She looked way too good for washing a dog. Though he didn’t really expect her to roll up her sleeves and dive in. “Thanks for letting us come over.”

      Her gaze dropped to the area of his stomach. Suddenly, he realized he was still wearing the same stained shirt from earlier that day. In all the commotion with the dog, he’d forgotten. He should’ve gone home and changed. For that matter, he should’ve gone home and showered and shaved, too. Maybe bringing the dog over here wasn’t such a great idea after all. He could’ve just whisked him into the apartment shower and taken his chances.

      But a little voice inside of him reminded him that the reason he was here was because he wanted to see her again. Not very good planning, but here he was. Here they were.

      “Nice shirt,” she said, kneeling down in front of the dog and stroking his ears.

      “Yeah, this is the best dog-washing outfit I own.”

      She laughed. It sounded genuine and that made him feel better.

      “What’s his name?” AJ asked.

      “Name? He doesn’t have one. He’s a stray.”

      “Oh, you poor boy,” AJ cooed to the mutt. “He needs a name. You can’t just keep calling him ‘dog.’”

      Uh-oh. Shane leaned against the porch rail. “You name a dog, you get attached. I can’t get attached right now.”

      “You have something against getting attached?” Her tone was light, but her frown made him think his answer was important to her.

      Weighing his words, Shane looked at her for a moment—noticing her gorgeous blue eyes and sleek blond hair. “Animals. I don’t get attached to animals. I can’t keep this dog. My assignment here ends in six weeks. Then I’m heading to Europe. I can’t take a dog with me.”

      Weighty silence settled around them. Then the buzz of the cicadas sliced through the stillness, making the stagnant, humid air feel like it was vibrating. Through it all she just kept looking at him, as if what he’d said didn’t make sense.

      So, he tried to explain. “Taking on a dog is a huge responsibility. I can’t keep him. I just...can’t.”

      AJ stood up. “I get it.” She dusted off her hands and looked him square in the eyes. “They’re a commitment. Come on, let’s go in the backyard and wash him.”

      She took the dog’s leash and led the way to a gate in the white picket fence that surrounded her backyard. Walking behind her, Shane tried not to watch the way her hips swayed. Or notice how nicely her butt filled out the shorts—another treasure that was hidden by the shapeless chef’s coat. He also fought the urge to explain himself, but he lost.

      “When I leave there’s no way I can take him with me.”

      Smooth. Real smooth.

      He should’ve kept his mouth shut, the way she did when they passed through the gate into the backyard. She simply pointed toward the garden hose, which was neatly coiled around a caddy attached to the house. Shane walked over and began unraveling it.

      As he worked, he felt her watching him. “So, you’re telling me that because you travel so much you never get attached? To anyone or anything? You just float from port to port?”

      “No, I don’t float, and I don’t have ports. That’s the navy. The army has bases. But no—I mean yes. I mean it’s not that I consciously decide not to get attached. It’s just difficult because I’m so...”

      “Transient?” She looked horrified.

      He snorted, unsure of whether to laugh off her comment or take her seriously. But the fact that he could see virtual walls that had gone up around her made him believe there was a hint of truth to her question.

      He had to admit she’d struck a nerve in him, too. He didn’t run from commitment, as she seemed to imply. Basically, he was married to the army and it wasn’t fair to anyone or anything, as the case may be, to form other attachments. Especially in a place like Celebration, where he’d only be spending six weeks.

      It was best to change the subject.

      “Do you have a dog?” he asked.

      AJ shook her head.

      “You could take him. Hey! That would work. You could name him and keep him and take care of him.”

      AJ shot daggers at him with those blue eyes. She held up her hands. “I work too much to take on the responsibility of a dog.”

      He turned on the hose. “So, you work too much to make a commitment. Because a dog is a commitment, right? You said so yourself.”

      He winked at her, trying to lighten the mood.

      She made a clucking noise. “Okay. Point taken.”

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