Over the next two months, Jax spent so much time on planes that the flight attendants should have greeted him like an old friend—or so it felt to him. It was worth it, though, as he’d been able to spend quality time with Noel. He no longer stayed at Donovan’s, sharing Noel’s house and his bed instead, which was no surprise to anyone. He also became a fixture at the shelter while he was there, helping Noel and Susan with everything except cleaning the kennels. “That, I put my foot down on,” he’d told them, which rated laughs in return.
Although his visits were too often only for a day or two, it was better than nothing as far as he and Noel were concerned.
It was late one afternoon, going on their third month together, when a call came in about a dog running wild in a neighborhood fifteen
