Page 14 of Damaged Souls


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Aria felt the heat fill her cheeks. Andy was one of the few people who had never judged her on her weight. Staring at her boss, she wondered if this was about to change.

“Well, if that’s what you want to do,” Andy said, stepping closer and handing her a mug of coffee. “I, for one, couldn’t go to the gym.”

“Andy, you don’t need to go to the gym.”

Andy laughed. “Yeah, I may be thin, honey, but trust me, I am unfit. You tell me to climb a hill and I’d be puffing within a few feet.” She wrinkled her nose. “Gyms are not for me.”

Aria didn’t want to talk about her experiences yet, so she smiled.

“Where’s Phil?” Aria asked.

“Another late-night call. This time to the dog shelter in town. It was only an hour ago, but he went anyway.”

“The one with Grant?”

“Nah, the other one owned by the club.” Andy sighed. “Do you know anything about the club?”

“What do you mean?”

Andy and Phil were new to town.

“You know, anything about them? I’ve seen them riding through town with their leather jackets, and of course coming here with the dogs. What do you know about them?”

Aria frowned. “There’s nothing to know, or at least I don’t think there is. They’ve been here my whole life.”

She wasn’t going to tell this woman that her parents hated them, and wanted them ridden out of town. She never had an issue with any members of the club. Everyone she had met seemed nice to her, or at least reasonable. A little rough around the edges, but then, wasn’t everyone? Grant was nice too.

“Any news from our little dog lover?” Andy asked.

“Grant? No, unless you got a call about Wanda?”

“No, silly. Him asking you out on a date.”

She rolled her eyes. “That is not going to happen.”

“I heard him and I saw him. That man wants you.”

No man ever wants her.

“Hopefully, there’s nothing wrong with the dogs,” Aria said, trying to change the subject.

“Yeah, they’re not the ones that were involved with the dogfighting, were they?”

Aria looked toward Andy. This was the first time she had seemed curious about the dogfighting.

“I don’t know the complete story but the rumor around town was that they stopped the dogfighting and helped with the overrun shelter.” To Aria, it had always sounded like the club were good guys.

“Huh.”

“What?” Aria asked.

“Nothing. Just learning more about the town and seeing as they’re turning into regular clients, I want to know more about them. I want to make sure the dogs are in good hands.”

“I don’t think you’ll have an issue with that. They’re good people.” Aria wasn’t sure if she was the right person to judge the club.

Phil chose that moment to come into the veterinary practice. He was humming as he walked up to Andy, wrapped his arm around her waist, and kissed her on the cheek.

“Good morning, my love. Morning, Aria.”

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