Chapter 9It was after midnight when Jamie felt a rough wet nose nudging his cheek, and he woke up to find Boomer staring despondently at him. Jamie groaned and shifted in the bed to let the dog up, but his back hit something solid, something warm and naked that snaked an arm around Jamie’s middle and pulled him close. Boomer jumped up into the vacated space as Jamie smiled and pulled the dog to him.
“I’m sorry, buddy,” he whispered into the coarse golden hair of Boomer’s neck. “You probably think you’re being replaced, don’t you?”
The Labrador just snuggled in next to him and laid his head on his paws in response.
Jamie sighed contentedly and ran his fingers over a sleeping Chris’s forearm. He didn’t quite remember ever feeling so safe before. Nothing could reach him here.
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