Chapter 57

The crate was large and comfortable, a secure haven where Sam obviously felt safe and at ease. At the command, he went in, turned around once, and lay down. Craig shut the crate door, made sure the water bowl was full and that a couple of Sam’s toys were there where he could reach them. Then he turned back to Roy, a lupine smile on his face. Craig shut the door when he left Sam’s room.

Craig paused in the doorway of his room, sweeping his gaze over Roy from head to feet. He nodded at last. Then he began to undress, scattering his clothes on the floor. From the tidiness of the room, Roy knew this was a change from his common habit. That puzzled him, but only for a minute.

With a sweep of his hand, Craig indicated the mess. “Pick them up. Put them in the basket.”

With a jerk of his head, he indicated the wicker basket just inside the half-opened closet door.