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Something cold against my face. Something wet. Something with a particular, familiar smell...
Then the hot breath, the wagging, wriggling body, and I knew without even opening my eyes that Halli’s dog was lying practically on top of me, l*****g me frantically, and generally having an ecstatic meltdown because he was finally reunited with the girl he thought was his.
“Red,” I breathed out happily, lifting my hand to scratch behind his ear. That wasn’t enough for him. He let out a sound that was half bark, half moan, and kept bumping his head into my arm until I finally got the message and hugged him tightly around his neck. Then he nuzzled in as close as physically possible, and continued l*****g me on the ear. If he could have climbed inside my skin somehow, I’m sure he would have do
