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meow that had the dogs backing off enough to sit beside Stone instead of on him.
    “Names?” He asked, as if being accosted by the animal horde was just fine and dandy.
    She cleared her throat. “Bonnie and Clyde and their ruler Sam.”
    “She has beautiful coloring.” He glanced at the smaller of the dogs.
    Keisha wanted to melt. “She’s a dilute tortoiseshell, and yes, very beautiful. They’ve all been adopted from shelters. Bonnie was not treated well.”
    Brows coming down, Stone reached out to the smaller dog again.
    “Her shaggy gray fur needs a lot of work and her previous owners just didn’t care. They kept her outside, and she was dirty, matted and I’m sure she was miserable.”
    Stone said nothing, but his jaw tightened and he cuddled Bonnie a little closer.
    A telling move. He was breathtakingly gorgeous and kind.
    No wonder he had such an amazing reputation with the ladies.
    She swallowed back her sigh of longing. “Clyde is seven years old but still acts like a pup. As you already found out, he loves to give doggy kisses. Something she’d never gotten use too.
    Stone scratched the dogs head. “Yes, he does. Don’t you boy?”
    Keisha gaped at him and wanted to melt again.
    Stone returned his attention to her. “I’ll be stopping by my brother’s later. He and his wife have a dog and cat who’ll think I’ve been out cheating on them when they smell your pets on me.” He laughed. “Bill and Hilary can be very possessive.”
    “Those are pets?”
    “Yeah. Bill the dog and Hilary the cat were shelter pets too. Jonathan and Cindy weren’t a couple then, just neighbors.” He smiled. “Though Jonathan had it for her bad, I don’t mind telling you. Anyway, they went to the shelter together. She got Hilary and he got Bill and later they got married. Now they’re a happy family.”
    Her heart swelled. “That sounds like a lovely fairy tale.”
    Stone shot her a puzzled look. “Nah. Just real-life love. Happens all the time.” The animals finally allowing a break, he stood back to his feet.”
    He was so big that it prompted her to stand too, so he wouldn’t be towering over her. At least as not as much as when she sat. Since he stood well over six feet and she was only five five, there’d be some towering going on no matter what she did.
    With Stone, she sort of liked it.
    “You look nice with your hair loose.” He grazed her cheek and stuck a wild strand behind her ear. “I didn’t realize how curly it was.”
    Her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth so all she could do was stare at him. The combo of a casual touch and a compliment packed a wallop to her starved nerves.
    “I like the ponytail you usually wear, too.”
    “Oh…”
    That knowing smile of his widened. He ran his big thumb along her jaw, then dropped his hand and looked around her home. “You have a nice place.”
    “Thank you.”
    He looked up at the cove ceiling. “There’s so much character in an old house like this.”
    “I like it.” In a very short time, it had become her home, not just her residence. “The landlord did a great job in dividing it up for a duplex. In most of the rooms you can’t even tell that it used to be one house.
    “Who lives next door?”
    “She does. The landlord, I mean.” Keisha really didn’t want to talk about her.
    “She’s nice?”
    “Very nice.” As well as beautiful, incredibly built, smart and successful. The comparisons could depress her, except her landlord was one of those people who treated everyone like a cherished friend.
    She did not want the woman treating Stone that way.
    Time to get him thinking about a different topic. “I was hoping the doggy door could open to the backyard.” She led him to the kitchen.
    Along the way, Stone remained silent. She assumed he was taking in the original high baseboards and the sloping wooden floors. When she glanced back, it was her behind he stared at. She faced forward and tried not to put any more swing in her walk