CHAPTER 57: NICK
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Nick stepped out of the bedroom, not sure how to talk to Sarah about this. She was in the middle of the living room putting up a dog cage.
“Need help,” he asked.
“No. I got it.” She hooked the last piece into place. “I’ll take Tank into the bedroom while you take Sweetie out back.”
“Sweetie? You named the Pitbull, Sweetie?” He grinned but she didn’t c***k a smile. It was going to be a long day.
“Yeah, unless you want to call him something else. I had to call him something when I brought him in, alone, last night and took care of him this morning while you slept.”
“I’m sorry about that.” He was going to have to work hard to get back on her good side and—his eyes roamed over her slender body—back in her pants.
“I’m going to take a bath. That’ll give you tim
