And why haven’t you trained your beast of a dog? He probably ruined my outfit. I’m fine, and you best call me by my name, seeing as I’m here for professional reasons. She dramatically brushed dirt from her pants. He pulled her to her feet, and she tore her hand away as if the mere contact burned her. His pup moved obediently to his side, and Maverick reached for Elle’s hand to help her up. Not the bitchy one on her back, but the non-human bitchy one who couldn’t stop wagging her tail. He used a stern voice, which got her attention. He doubted the little princess was one with nature.ĭaisy. And who the hell wore white dress slacks, a white blousy tank top, and high heels to Lake Tahoe? It was like wearing a wedding dress to a campground. Hell, he couldn’t help but laugh of course the spicy Southern prima donna disliked dogs. She covered her mouth with her hand to keep Daisy’s urgent kisses away.
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