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"Thank you" I take a big mouthful "I don’t knohat I would've done if you hadn’t shown up"

"You would have been okay," he replies "I get the feeling that you can look after yourself just fine"

I smile proudly I like that he made that observation

I can look after

My douche bag husband certainly never did it

I hear the front door open as the rain really hammers down "Rex," I hear him call "Get out of the rain," he calls I sain, as I hear the rain really come down hard now

He comes in and slams the door closed

"Kid troubles?" I ask

"You could say that," he replies "He's young and wild, out running around all night I' him home"

"What kind of dog is he?" I ask

"His mother olf I found her on the side of the road; she'd been hit by a car and been killed I saw she was nursing so I went looking and two days later I heard theht both pups home, but his sister didn’t make it"

I turn to look at him over the back of the couch as I see a new side to the prickly man

"I think his father h," he continues, "or there is one somewhere back in his family; he's not a full bred wolf"

I sip my whiskey as I listen "Is that why he acts different, cause he's half wild?"

"Maybe," he replies "I don’t try and curb hin I let him be who he wasfor hih"

I s softy

I finish my dinner and he comes to collect , you’ve done enough"

He gives me a lopsided s everything"

I watch him, and suddenly I want to know all there is about Jack

"Colass in the air "We can have another drink together"

He picks up the whiskey bottle and colasses and takes a sip as his eyes hold mine "What do you want to talk about?"

I shrug "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

He shakes his head

"What's your last name?" I ask

"Stevens"

"Jack Stevens?" I smile

He nods

"I'm Holly McMillan"

His eyes hold ot a man at home, Holly McMillan?"

My stomach flutters "No"

"Why not?"

I shrug "I was married once, to a liar"

He listens intently