stuff like that.
Harry shot him a look of disgust, pulling on his leash to make Cara go faster.
“Do you have a dog?” he asked.
“No. I foster sometimes to help out the shelter, but I haven’t made the leap yet. It’s a big responsibility so I want to be sure.”
“Yeah, Rome has a dog named Bella. She’s a golden lab. He’s crazy about her.”
“I’d love to see your brothers again,” she commented, stopping as Harry stuffed his nose in a pile of dirt. “But they probably hate me. I wouldn’t blame them.”
“They don’t hate you, Cara. When I told them we spent the night together, they said we’d both made mistakes. I think they’re right.”
She groaned. “Oh, God, you told them we slept together? Now I’m really embarrassed.”
“Why? Rafe was the one who hooked me up with FANTA-C. They all met their mates there.”
“All of them? Wow, that’s some serious juju.”
She settled into quiet, and Remington spotted the faraway look she usually got when she was trapped in a memory. His heart ached, and he fought the urge to reach out and take her in his arms. Cuddle her close. How was it being with Cara soothed that restlessness that constantly haunted him?
No, he had to be careful. They both needed boundaries.
Maybe he’d go the club Chains tonight. It had been a long time between visits, but if he could find a sexy sub to entertain him and take his mind off fucking Cara, he may find some peace.
They finished the walk, and everyone gathered for a barbecue. He munched on hot dogs and hamburgers, helping at the grill, and distributing flyers to the crowd. Lacey hung by his side, chilled out, not needing a man to complete her.
As the day wound down, Cara trudged over with Harry cuddled in her arms. His chin rested on the generous curve of her breast. His gaze narrowed at Rem as they moved closer.
“Ready to wrap up and head home?” he asked. “I have an early shift in the morning.”
His heart stuttered as she treated him to a full-blown smile with blinding white teeth. He almost stumbled back under the sheer power of feminine energy packing a punch. “I’m ready. So is Harry.”
He cocked his head. “Huh?”
“That’s the news! I’m adopting Harry! He’s coming home with me.”
Ah, shit.
Chapter Ten
“Y OU WERE WITH CARA AGAIN? Walking dogs?” Rick asked.
Rem shrugged and put up his hand to the cocktail waitress. His draft was quickly re-filled, and he faced his brother, Rick, who had a very nice handful sitting in his lap. Namely Tara Denton, the love of his life. Her silvery blonde hair made her look like an angel, and Rem believed she was damn close. “It was for the rescue shelter. She kind of convinced me to be a volunteer.“
Rafe spit out a laugh. “Dude, you’ve never walked dogs for anyone else but her. So, what’s the deal? It’s been a few weeks and you always seem to be making plans with her. You two hooked up again?”
Rem glared. His other brother had his arms wrapped firmly around his current lover, Summer Preston. With her high ponytail, innocent face, and girl-next-door looks, no one would ever expect she was a wicked Dominatrix who’d beaten his brother and loved him like no other. Rem respected the hell out of her. She led the life she wanted, and finally convinced his brother to do the same. As former military, Rafe had been intent on ignoring his submissive side, afraid his family wouldn’t understand.
Stupid. Rem respected the beauty of domination and submission on both sides, and it didn’t matter whether the role was male or female. At least, Rafe had finally learned to embrace his real self.
Rem happened to love them already like sisters, so he hoped his brothers ended up making it official.
The ladies leaned forward. “Rem, is this the woman you dated through college?” Tara asked.
“That’s the one.”
“The one who stomped on your heart and left you for dead?” Summer asked with a protective frown.
He laughed. “Not
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