Thinking of you! f**k! Thinking of you is all I do lately.
Nick leaned his head against the wall, his hand still on the receiver of the kitchen wall phone. His heart was pounding.
He straightened up and turned to Clyde, sitting in the doorway.
“Well, I did it!”
Clyde’s tail thumped the floor.
“Angela said I should rescue Jesse, and I sure am gonna try.”
Clyde woofed; Nick dropped down on one knee and buried his face into the hound’s neck. “I sure hope it works.”
Nick had purposely kept out of touch with Jesse for almost two weeks, even going so far as not walking Clyde when he knew Jesse would be taking Shelby out. The night of the dinner he had finally admitted to himself his true feelings for the man. That admission had been followed by feelings of guilt at the thought of going af
