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two feet when she parked her behind on the asphalt and refused to budge.
    Brady looked down at her. “So, we’re not leash trained, huh? That’s okay. We can work on it.”
    He realized he was already planning on training her, as if she was his. Which she wasn’t. No doubt she’d gotten loose and her family was looking for her.
    But what the hell. He had to wait for the primer to dry on the car he’d worked on, so he might as well spend some time leash training her. He let her know who was the boss, and he figured she probably really wanted to pee, so he led her over to the grass. With a great amount of reluctance she cooperated and they ended up on the grass, where she did her business. Then it was time for a return trip, only this time he walked her around toward the front of the building, where he ran into Megan heading down the street.
    â€œOh my God, Brady, I didn’t know you had a dog.”
    â€œI don’t. She wandered into the shop this morning after the rainstorm. She was a muddy mess, so I cleaned her up and gave her a dry place to sleep.”
    â€œAwww.” Megan bent down and picked up the dog. “Aren’t you just adorable?” She lifted her gaze to Brady. “Do you think she’s abandoned?”
    He shrugged. “No idea. She wasn’t wearing a collar or any form of ID on her, but she probably belongs to someone. Though she was a mess, and it didn’t look to me like she was just out in this morning’s rain.”
    Megan wrinkled her nose. “That’s sad. And makes me angry. People should take better care of their fur babies.”
    â€œYeah. I’m going to run her by Emma’s vet clinic this afternoon to see if she has a microchip identification on her.”
    â€œGood idea. If she doesn’t, will you keep her?”
    â€œI don’t know. I’m not much for taking care of anything.”
    â€œSeems to me you’ve already done a great job of taking care of her. You’ve given her a bath and a warm place to recover from the storm. Next step is giving her a home with you.”
    Brady looked down at the dog, surprised to find himself feeling attached to the dog already. And he wasn’t one to attach himself to anyone or anything. “I don’t know, Megan. We’ll see.”
    She leaned into him and laid her hand on his arm. “Everyone needs someone. This little cupcake down here seems like she’s perfect for you.”
    He gave her a dubious look. “I don’t know why you’d think that.”
    She lifted her warm brown eyes to his. “I guess because lost souls sometimes have a way of finding each other.”
    He had no idea what the hell she was talking about. The dog was lost. He wasn’t. Needing to change the subject, he said, “Oh, thanks for the coffee and strudel this morning.”
    â€œDid you like them?”
    â€œMegan, they were great. I might actually stop by your bakery for coffee now. That crap my coffeemaker makes isn’t going to cut it anymore.”
    She grinned. “Good to know. That’s how I wrangle in customers, you know. Give them a little tease, then pull them into the bakery.”
    â€œSo it’s like confection crack?”
    She tilted her head back and laughed, and he enjoyed the sound. “Something like that. So I’ll see you tomorrow morning?”
    He wasn’t one to commit, but he could already smell that coffee and something sweet. Or maybe it was Megan whosmelled sweet. He resisted the temptation to lean in and take a deep breath, just to see if that sweet scent was her.
    â€œSure.”
    â€œGood. And I’d really like to know how little cupcake down there does at the vet’s office. Will you text me and let me know?”
    â€œUh, I don’t have your phone number, Megan.”
    She cocked her head to the side and smiled. “And why is that, Brady?”
    He frowned, and she