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To that, they bust up laughing but are kind enough to cover their mouths. Me? I have to fight not to laugh, but I hold it together.

I walk over to the property line and nod to the ground while explaining, “I’m not sure how old the pup is, but I’m guessing probably too young to be away from her mother. Her mother would instinctively lick her puppy’s bum to coax it to go. When the puppy did, Mom’s natural instinct would be to eat the feces, keeping the area sterile and her pup safe from disease or parasites.”

His face is not turning green, but it is growing pale. His expression is one that indicates he’s not feeling all that great.

“You’re not going to throw a finger in the puppy’s ass; you’re very gently going to rub around her an?—”

“Hudson,” a deep voice, which sends heat up my spine, calls from behind me, and I glance that way.

Hudson sighs, “Rome, man, I?—”

Dammit, even his name is hot.

“Chill. I got this.” He steps beside me and holds out his hand.

Hudson places the gloves and lube in his huge hand.

He looks me up and down. “You wanna tell me what qualifies you to give out?—”

“Free advice?” I look him up and down, just as he did me.

He’s wearing low-slung black sweats and a tight, long-sleeved white Henley, which hugs his body, showcasing bulging biceps, massive shoulders, and a trim waist.

So freaking hot.

“She’s a vet tech,” Hudson, whose back is now to us, tells him.

Rome squats down, and the puppy jumps up, placing her paws on his knees.

Scratching her head, he looks up at me. “Is that true, Red?”

Oh, for fuck’s sake, why does he have to be so hot and also infuriating at the same time?

“My name’s Cecilia.”

“Well, Cecilia, I’m down on my knees”—his brown eyes dance—“begging you please …” He pauses, as if to figure out if I’m catching on that he’s using the lyrics to the song where my name happens to be the title. Of course I do. “Tell me what to do.”

“You familiar with how to put on gloves?” I ask, knowing a man like him has probably never gloved up a day in his life.

“I am.” He holds up the tube of lube. “And I’m familiar with this, too.”

“I bet you are.” Because you’ve probably never taken the time to get a woman wet enough before shoving inside of her.

“All right, little lady.” She licks his face, and he smiles. “Gonna need you to turn around and give me the other end.” He calls to Hudson, “You think you can?—”

“Not sure, man.”

I squat down, gently take her collar, and turn her toward me. “Little miss, you need a better name. Muffy doesn’t suit you.”

Her tail wags, smacking Rome in the face, and he chuckles.

“What next, Red?”

I roll my eyes at the use of the nickname. “Hold her tail up and very gently rub around, not in, her anus.”

“Basically a rim job with my finger—got it.”

“Familiar with that, too, I bet.”

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