Chapter 67

Drake stood off to the side of Cat's wheelchair at the end of the parade route and waited for Zoe to finish talking to the owners of the dogs she'd walked. Each breed had their own little vest with her Doggie Style grooming logo, and had strutted through the festivities like they knew they were the highlight.

His nomination went to Zoe on that account. She wore a sleeveless purple sundress shades lighter than her hair with a hem that hit her mid-thigh. It showed more skin than he could ignore and gave him thoughts that drifted way past impure with this many people around. She had her hair up in a high ponytail, exposing a regal neck he wanted to kiss and nip until she made those breathy sounds she had the other night.