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with brown hair and those one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight . . . sweet heavens, eight perfect ridges, she decided she had made a very good decision.
    In his excitement to get to the food, Hooch gave Ryan a nudge that sent him sprawling backward. Ryan landed hard on his bottom as Hooch lumbered toward the brown bag.
    Ryan shook his head as he tried not to laugh. “Ow! Um, that kind of killed the mood. I brought us dinner. You said you were hungry.”
    The lustful spell was broken, and Sienna sighed as she grabbed her robe from the hanger and slipped it on. “Thank you. I’ll meet you in the kitchen.”
    “Right, um, yeah,” Ryan muttered before shoving Hooch away from the bag.
    Sienna quietly mourned when he slipped his shirt back on over his head and grabbed the bag of food. In under a second, he and Hooch were gone, and she stood alone in the bathroom.
    “What was I thinking?” Sienna asked her reflection and then grinned at herself. “Oh, I know exactly what I was thinking.”
    With a goofy smile on her face, she brushed out her wet hair and dried off. She stepped into her boxers and tank top before heading for the living room.
    Ryan sat on the couch with a beer in his hand, Hooch next to him. A glass of wine was on the coffee table next to her favorite wrap and favorite dessert. As if sensing her, Ryan turned around and smiled nervously. “Okay, Hooch, the lady has arrived.”
    Hooch gave a low bark and leaned forward to gobble up two burgers at once from his dog dish.
    “I was teaching him how to be a gentleman. But, here, you gotta see this.” Ryan smiled as he pulled out his cell phone.
    Warmth flooded Sienna’s heart as she watched Ryan absently pat her dog as he pulled up something on his phone. Not only had he remembered her favorite dinner, dessert, and wine, he’d also gotten her dog dinner.
    Sienna now wished she had taken advantage of the bathroom incident, consequences be damned. A man who did this had to have some feelings for her. She just hoped if she decided to put her heart on the line she’d survive if he left her standing alone again.
    “Look at this. It’s got to be a record or something.” Ryan handed her his phone and Sienna broke out laughing at the picture of Hooch staring at the burgers with a lone strand of drool hanging a good two feet from his jowl. And if she thought her heart was his before, it was definitely all in now.

CHAPTER EIGHT
     
    Sienna woke with something wet dripping on her face. She didn’t want it to be morning, so she nuzzled her head against the warm pillow. The pillow groaned and the dripping continued.
    Sienna opened her eyes and blinked. Her head was in Ryan’s lap. His arm was wrapped around her shoulder and his other hand was resting on her head. Hooch stood over her, prancing in place, which sent drops of drool falling from his jowls.
    “I think he needs to go out. But I didn’t want to wake you up,” Ryan said quietly. He ran his hand over her head in a soothing way that made her long to close her eyes and snuggle closer.
    “Were you up all night?” Sienna reluctantly sat up.
    “Not all. I got enough sleep. What’s on our schedule for the day? Breakfast at the café?” Ryan asked as he stretched.
    “You want to take me? To the café? You know everyone in town will be betting on our marriage date by noon, right?” Sienna asked in surprise.
    Ryan cringed. “So maybe not the café, but I did spend the night with you. I should get a good morning kiss, at least.” Ryan snaked his arm out, and Sienna let out a surprised gasp as he pulled her down into his lap and placed his lips on hers. This time it was different. It was softer, more romantic. He took his time savoring her and by the time he let her up, Sienna was happily dazed.
    Ryan sent her a slow smile that had her wanting to strip naked and leap on him. She was contemplating the idea when he slapped her on the ass. “Come on, Sleeping Beauty. Let’s get breakfast. I just got