"I wasn't going to choke him," I argued. Although, I might have been sketchy on the application of my design.
Broadrick disappeared into my bedroom and returned with the robe belt. "I'll tie it like a harness."
"You know how to do that?" Was it even possible?
He glanced at me before removing Brent from my arms. "Standard SEAL training."
"Yeah, I'm sure it is."
He twisted the terry cloth material around Brent's little body and then handed me the end. "It's not perfect, but it will keep him for a while."
"You want to come with me to return him?" I asked rather than race out the door and leave him behind again.
Who knew why? I guess we'd call it my olive branch.
"Sorry, I have a meeting."
Brent tugged on the leash, leading me to the door. "With who?"
"A military guy," he ans
