Sasha came home that afternoon. She seemed fine, but Brandon and Nate spent almost an hour petting and pampering her, anyway.
The vet was still undecided about what ill affects, if any, she might suffer in the future, but she seemed to be her old self again. That didn’t stop Nate from letting her into their bed that night, though.
Brandon woke up with a wet tongue in his ear. Normally, he enjoyed that, but this tongue was a little too wet to be Nate. He turned over and swatted Sasha away.
“Dammit, Sasha. I should have put you in the screen porch last night like I wanted to in the first place.”
Nate came out of the bathroom, fully dressed and freshly shaved. “Is daddy fussing at you, girl?”
Brandon got up without bothering to pull on his boxers and headed towards the bathroom, his mor
