Hanging On A Thread

7. Pretty Full Lips

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Disclaimer: This chapter gets a little steamy, nothing rated R or anything just something to get your blood flowing. ;)

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"God dámn! These dogs are loud!" He raised his voice over the dogs.
He eyes began to roam the room, taking time to examine each of the dogs, almost carefully as if he might miss something. Meanwhile, I'm still standing there dumbfounded, trying process what he said. Nobody has ever spoken to me like that not even past attempts at boyfriends, since I've never even had one because none were ever mature enough or were huge asshôles. I mean I had 'old flames' and summertime 'romances' and in all that time, I was never as blown away by what they said as I was with him. I could only imagine how he must be in an intimate relationship, God that would be hot...and so romantic.

Anyway I could tell he liked this place a lot. The way he was looking at the dogs told me so, I looked at them the same exact way. This place was where I went when I needed a reminder that even in this fûcked up world we live in, there are still some moments in time where you can step back and look at the greater things in life. And because I'm not a doctor or a midwife, I don't deliver children, so this is as close as I'm gonna get to the beauty of life, in my own little way.

I always come here to escape the pressures that New York can put on you and no one was allowed back here except for me. I'm the owner and founder so I choose who's allowed to see the puppies. These pups were the ones who were found with their mothers and the rest of their siblings on the street or in an abandoned building. I see them as fighters at such a young age, it inspires me.

I only took him back here because I felt like I could relate to him in some way, with what I said to him, so I wanted to make it up to him in a way that would cheer me up.

"So I'm guessing you like it?" I seriously hoped.

He chuckled and looked down to me, "Like it? This is amazing, they all have their own stories, don't they?"

"Yes. Exactly. They were all strays that had to be separated from their mothers. Some of them are still with their siblings, but most aren't, they've all been separated from either their mothers, or their siblings. It's terribly sad and heartbreaking." I explained to him.

"Are most of them recovering? Some of them look so sick and frail.." he asked so deeply worried. Aw, how heart-touching.

"Yes, most of them are, but don't for a second get the wrong idea. These are my little fighters, if they've survived malnutrition and the deadly streets of New York, they can survive so much more. I honestly think they're seriously badáss! I mean livin' off the streets at 4 weeks old? That's pretty badáss to me." I scoffed while looking around the wide room.

"Now that you put it that way, I guess they are." he chuckled, and Lord was his laugh sexy, it was so hoarse and manly. My knees shook with lust.

He walked to one of the cages that he'd been staring at for a while and asked if he could take him out. This particular pup was in terrible shape, he'd been run over and miraculously got out alive with a few cuts, scars and one broken leg. The asshóle that did it, didn't even help him someone else brought him in. So sadly, this dog was seriously shy and paranoid of any human, hopefully one of these days someone would break through to his happy, playful side that I've seen before.