Lance kept his head down and his hands busy around the ranch, just like he always did. Since Cache had started the cow cuddling program several months ago, Lance had been reassigned to the Canine Club, as the dogs required more hours per day than Cache had to give. The other cowboy had taken most of the chores Lance had used to do with the pigs and any help Hudson and Dave needed with the horses and llamas.
Not only that, but the large care veterinarian had been training Cache as Gina simply couldn’t be everywhere.
Lance didn’t mind. He loved dogs almost as much as humans. More, probably, as they did what he said and didn’t make him second-guess everything.
He’d done exactly what Ames and Cache had advised him to, and even he could admit that the hour he and Amber had shared eating doug
