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confident they could keep their whereabouts a secret for at least another month. She hoped so. Being on the run sucked the big one.
    Having connected with Daniel, she looked forward to spending more time here. Victoria had a lot going for it. The city was small, clean, beautiful and out of the way for her. No one would think to look for her here.
    Daniel’s voice seduced her as she dressed quickly. It was clear the man loved what he was doing. The blues called to him, in spite of his sense of humor. He loved the music, loved the intimate format of his show. Yes, he seduced and cajoled and turned her mind to the wild thing. But while she dithered in front of her closet, dreaming about the man behind the voice, his dog may be suffering.
    What did a woman who wanted to impress a man wear to a middle-of-the-night run to an emergency vet clinic?
    The man in question had definitely noticed her chest earlier, so she pulled on a fresh pair of shorts. Keep it simple, girl.

3
    D aniel sat beside her in the waiting room with Barkley on his lap. They were surrounded by dismal-faced, tired people whose pets were suffering real emergencies. But if Barkley was trying to pass diamonds through his system, it could soon be a matter of life and death.
    â€œHe seems fine, don’t you think?” she said for what must have been the hundredth time. But they’d both been saying the same thing since she’d arrived at the station with the dog.
    Daniel nodded. “Perky as usual. I think we’re on a wild good chase here. If he had a gutload of rhinestones, I think he’d be miserable by now.”
    She petted the dog’s head and gave him a good scratch behind the ears, torn up by the prospect of Fiona’s thong causing Barkley distress.
    The doctor arrived and they stood. She clasped Daniel’s forearm and gave it a squeeze in support. The doctor smiled. “No foreign objects show up. Whatever he did with your thong, miss, he didn’t eat it.”
    Relief washed over Daniel’s face, and he gave the dog an affectionate buss on the head. “Thanks, Doctor. That’s a relief.”
    A couple of people in the waiting room brightened at the good news and gave their congratulations. Frankie’s worry meter rose a notch.
    She looked at Daniel, busy petting Barkley’s head. “Where could he have put it then? I searched under every big tree I could fit under.” Except for the love nest. Her cheeks warmed.
    The memory of the amorous couple heated her through.
    The doctor moved on to his next patient.
    â€œYou need to think back about how long he was out of your sight,” Daniel said. “How far into the park could he have run and still buried it so completely that you couldn’t find it?”
    â€œGood point. It was only a minute or so, maybe two. There’s no way he could have run as far as I went. It must be closer to the top of the ramp.” She hadn’t thought to check the water. He might have dropped it into the harbor. “I didn’t see him drop it into the water, but he might have.”
    Daniel walked to the desk with his wallet open, but she insisted on paying the bill for the X-ray.
    â€œNo, Frankie, I should have had Barkley under better control. It’s just that everyone knows him. He was left behind last year, and we all fed him until he settled in with me.”
    â€œI shouldn’t have allowed him on the yacht in the first place. He thought he was welcome to make himself at home.” And she was the one who’d got bent out of shape about getting the thong back. “So, we’ll split the bill,” she said, handing off the cash.
    She regretted that she couldn’t tell Daniel the truth. But, really, a diamond-studded thong? She still rolled her eyes at Fiona’s indulgence. Her sister was the one who needed to be leashed.
    Maybe Frankie could find one of those electric collars and put it on her sister’s neck. It could