Free I Don't Dance (Freebirds Book 6) by Lani Lynn Vale Page B

school. Which they loved.
    I was happy because Viddy was happy.
    Why?
    Because I was a love sick fool. I was so beyond in love with that woman that I could barely handle it. I’d been debating for months now on what to do. What stopped me was the fact that she didn’t make a move.
    If she’d even given me one hint that she wanted me, I’d have said fuck the boyfriend and went for it. But she was nothing but friendly with me, which sucked.
    I’d never had a problem getting a girl that I wanted. Never.
    Then that five foot five, black haired beauty walked into my life, and I’d had nothing but problems ever since.
    Fuck, but I even had to picture Viddy, when I fucked other girls, to get off. Now that was embarrassing. At least I hadn’t called out her name, even though I’d roared it in my head.
    The last thing I picked up before I left the room was my cell phone, which I clipped onto the last spot open on my belt, at my right kidney, and left the room.
    I stopped at Mocha and Tequila’s kennels, whistled one sharp burst of sound, and stood to the side as Tequila and Mocha ran full tilt to their cages.
    Since they were only just now six months, there was no way I was leaving two puppies alone in my house with all the furniture I’d just bought.
    I’d learned my lesson with Radar. Luckily, I’d planned on tearing that particular wall out anyway.
    “Alright Radar, let’s ride.” I said as I grabbed my keys off the kitchen table.
    Just as I reached the door, I turned and gave Kosher a scratch on the head before I armed the alarm and left through the front door, Radar close on my heels.
    It was a bittersweet moment.
    This would be the last time I took Radar out on his own for a shift. Next week started a new chapter in our life.
    Hopefully, that chapter would mean good things.