I don't want to touch it. I really, really don't. He's egotistical, crass, and my patient's owner - which makes him totally off limits. Yep, that's right. He owns the wiener dog I'm currently working on. I've also worked on his Spoodle, his Cocker-shitzu, and a Cheagle - don't ask. It doesn't help that he also represents most of my jointly-owned veterinary practice's small clientele. We'd only just opened the doors a few months ago, and in he strode with a yelping Taco Terrier. One haughty look at our sparkling new facilities, he'd demanded royal treatment, even though I was currently finger deep up a squalling tomcat. Ever since then, he expects me to serve him. Any time. All the time. Him and his revolving zoo of dogs. One of these days I'm going to swat him for being so pompous, but I can't deny the way he handles his charges makes me want to see past the "do as I say and don't ask questions" barking exterior. But then last week...he caught me staring. His bossy commands switched to a cocky smirk. He gave me permission to do something I promised myself I would never ever do...if I want to....
"A hero who loves animals? Sign me up!!! Can't Touch This is adorable, zany, and sexy fun!" (Lauren Blakely, New York Times best-selling author)
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