“Nice,” he said, before he was introduced to the volunteers behind the counter in the lobby.
“Sinjin, I think Kade needs your help in the horse barn,” Tracy, one of the volunteers informed. “I’ll make sure someone finishes Holden’s tour and gets him started with the dogs after he fills out his volunteer application.”
“All right,” his buddy said, then turned to him. “I’ll meet you by my car at eight.”
“Roger that.”
Tracy smiled and pointed at a door on the wall to his left. “If you go through there, you can come around to this side, and we’ll get this red tape out of the way.”
Several minutes later, he was handing his paperwork to Tracy when he heard someone walk into the room behind him.
A familiar awareness trickled through his body and prickled his spine.
Holden knew without looking that Emily had entered the room.
“Hi, Tracy,” she said. “I was told you needed help.”
“Ah, here’s one of our Animal Control officers.” Tracy smiled.
Animal Control?
He turned to find Emily standing in the doorway, surprise lifting her brows.
“Oh…hello, Holden,” she stammered, a flood of color filling her pretty face.
His pulse mirrored that stammer as he took in the way the beauty filled out her navy-blue uniform to perfection. From the patch on her left sleeve, badge above the left pocket on her button-down shirt, name tag above her right pocket, and utility belt slung low around the sexy curve of her hips, she was sure to fuel some of his late-night fantasies.
Damn, she looked hot.
Holden rose to his feet, doing his best to regain control over his pulse. “Hi, Emily.”
“Oh, great, you two know each other,” Tracy said. “If you’re off duty, can you give Holden a tour of the place and get him started with the dogs?”
Emily blinked then straightened. “Sure. I just clocked out.”
“Super! Thanks,” Tracy said, before turning her attention to a potential adoptee who just entered the building.
“Come with me,” Emily said, motioning for him to follow her out the door.
Gladly.
His pulse took another hit at the way her navy pantsshowcased her sweet ass-et.
Yeah, the woman had some great assets.
He trailed after her through one hallway and then another, his mind barely registering his surroundings.
“As you can see, this is the feline area,” she said, waving her hand around.
Ripping his attention from her, he focused on the cages. “They’re only half full.”
Odd. He’d never been to a shelter that wasn’t overloaded with cats and litters of kittens.
She smiled. “That’s because they’re in the cat colony.”
“Cat colony?” he asked, following her out the door.
“Yeah, it’s a fun area for cats that can socialize and hang out with one another.”
