This is as good as it’s going to get. I walk through the shelter and hear the dogs playing, a few of them are outside running around, and some are in their kennels. The one thing my dad decided on was making sure they had room, even inside the kennels. Plus, we always keep their bedding freshly laundered. That’s a task in itself most days.
I smile at Wanda, a part time employee and say, “Hey, how’s your Sunday going?”
“It’s going good. The dogs are happy, so I’m happy. What are you doing in here today?” she replies. She’s been with us since Dad retired. Her kids moved away after college and she wanted something to keep her active, but not monopolize all of her time.
“I have an electrician coming by, the dang lights keep tripping the breaker,” I huff out.
“Well, hopefully, they’ll get it all figured out for you.” She goes back to working on the computer and I mumble, “Fingers crossed.”
I head towards my office deciding to catch up on paperwork while I wait for Nathan to get here.
Once I make a mug of coffee, thankful that Wanda already made a pot, I fire up my laptop and get to working on our social media marketing. I knew if I wanted to get the word out for a big adoption event in time for the holidays, this was the time to get things set up and programmed for the upcoming week.
Getting lost in the world of Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter, I’m interrupted by my phone ringing on my desk.
“Hello,” I answer, finally taking my gaze off of the screen.
“Nate Russel is here to see you,” Wanda says into the phone.
“Thanks, I’ll be right out.” We hang up and I run my fingers through my hair, hoping I’m going to make a good first impression. I may be a young business owner, but I still want to be taken seriously.
With one last cleansing breath of air out of my system, I make my way towards Colton’s uncle.
6
Nate
I’m waiting in the front office of Sunshine Animal Shelter with my hands in my pockets, taking in my surroundings. Kori really does love Christmas if the outside, and now the inside, it definitely shows how much work she puts into decorating.
“Hi, you must be Nathan. Colton has told me a lot about you,” her hand reaches out to mine. I engulf hers and look into her dark brown eyes. It’s like looking into rich molten chocolate, a smile that is from the heart, and not to mention a body she’s trying to hide but can’t. She’s perfection and I know with only one glance she’ll be mine for the rest of time.
Her angelic face, down to her curvaceous figure, she’s built like a woman, one that you aren’t afraid to hold onto. Her body is the kind you can imagine manipulating to not only your pleasure but also hers. Yeah, Kori is definitely the type that won’t break in half and fuck do I love that about her already. Her body is a work of fucking art.
She’s something else, with her hand engulfed in my own. I want to bring her body in closer, to feel her pressed against me, take in her scent, and I want her lips melded with mine.
If that makes me a poet, then sign me the fuck up.
“Hey Kori, you can call me Nate. It’s nice to finally meet you,” my voice comes out with a huskiness that has never been there before.
She blushes, ducking her head a little bit, and as much as it pains me to take her hand out of mine, I do.
“Thank you for coming out here. I tried flipping the breaker a couple of times but it kept tripping after a few minutes.” I’m following her to the hallway and fuck, I can see the way her hips sway even in the shapeless sweater she’s wearing. Her legs are meant to be wrapped around my waist as I thrust into her.
I snap out of my lustful thoughts when we get there, “I’ll take a look and let you know what I think.”
Bringing in a few of my hand tools and stowing them in my shirt pocket, I pull the screwdriver out and get to work. Looking to see if it’s a fuse or an even bigger problem.
As I take a look, I don’t expect Kori to still be lingering and watching over what I’m doing, but she hasn’t left. Her eyes are glued to me in every way imaginable. I turn back around and get to my task with a smirk on my face. Yeah, she’s every bit affected as I am.
7
Kori
Gob smacked, that would be the appropriate word on how I felt when I first laid eyes on Nate. He’s tall, way taller than my five-foot seven stature, probably a good seven inches taller than me. His dark skin, that you can tell he comes by naturally, looks like it has been kissed by the sun, but when he moved his shirt sleeves up, the intricate tattoos he has curving along his inner forearms makes me want to trace each and every one with the tips of my fingers.