Cache loitered as long as he dared, but Karla didn’t glance in his direction once. He supposed he had hidden in the shadows along the side of the house. For one, it was too hot to stand out in the sun. And two, he wanted to gauge how upset Karla was.
By the looks of it, she was pretty upset. Cache was too, for that matter. He should be able to step next to her and press his lips to her temple. He hadn’t done anything scandalous, but he’d seen the way the women on the ranch had descended on Karla.
And he knew she hated that.
His phone buzzed, and he turned away from her curvy form as she took another few plates up the steps and into her house. He had a ton of work to do at the Canine Club to get the dogs ready for transport down to the church and the adoption event in just a few hours.
