She’d been on her feet most of the day as they’d run around getting the supplies she wanted for teaching and the more “specialized” equipment Dane had wanted. Ryan didn’t mind being the errand boy. Especially since he’d gotten to spend the time with Evie. And her tentative flirting. Which had been more damn arousing than outright seduction. She’d practiced on him and he’d loved it. The more time he spent with her, the more he fell under her spell. She was…sweet. Softhearted. Beautiful. A little lost. She made a man want to put his body in front of hers and protect her from the cold, cruel world. He didn’t mean to make her sound like a stray but, in a way, that’s exactly what she was. And Ryan had a huge, fucking soft spot for strays. At his practice in Philadelphia, people dropped off their unwanted pets on the doorstep all the time. Between him and the other vets in his practice, they managed to find homes for most of them. Ryan had never had time for a pet, not between his twelve-hour days at the practice and his teaching gig at Penn.
