“And you’re clothes… Amazing...”
Since both Marcy and Carlo agreed on this unanimously, she had to believe them.
Giacomo was still eyeing the canines suspiciously, so Marcy sent them into the house with Carlo, keeping the mastiffs away from the front door. Inside, Carlo’s terrier landed right on Giacomo’s True Religion jeans, but he was relieved when he saw that at least it wasn’t one of the huge dogs. Nevertheless, he cast a rather reproachful, sidelong glance towards Niki.
“Niki said that I had to meet her new friends, or rather, our new friends.”
“She didn’t mention the dogs, right?” Carlo asked with a commiserative gaze. “It took me some time to make friends with Marcy’s little pals too.”
During dinner, Niki talked about what she had seen at the shelter that morning, and they deci
