always exercise more.” He clamped his lips shut to stop another profound observation erupting from his mouth.
Sally didn’t notice his blunder. She filled a cup with hot water and cut a lemon in half. “I’ve tried that. I end up heavier.”
Todd didn’t like to point out that muscle weighed heavier than fat. He could get himself into serious trouble if he kept discussing her non-existent weight issue.
“Are you sure you don’t want a hot drink?” she asked.
“No thanks.” Todd watched her squeeze the lemon juice into her mug.
She took a sip of her drink and smiled. “Twelve people are arriving at the shelter at nine o’clock with their trucks. We’re going to move the animals all at once. Molly and I will be at the shelter from eight-thirty, putting the kittens and cats into crates. If you want to give us a hand to take the animals to Pastor Steven’s church, we wouldn’t say no.”
Todd watched her take another sip of her lemon drink. “You like that stuff?”
“Tess said it will cleanse my liver. I’m cutting back on coffee, too. Do you want my cell phone number in case something happens and you can’t make it?”
Todd didn’t imagine there’d be much keeping him away from the animal shelter or Pastor Steven’s church. But he nodded, anyway. Her number might come in handy if he ever needed to be rescued from Max.
“I’ll put it straight into my contact list.” He pulled his phone out and looked at the text message Dylan had sent. The guy had a warped sense of humor if he thought anything was happening between Sally and him. “Do you need me to bring anything with me?”
Sally scribbled her phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to him. “What about an open mind to adopting more animals?”
The grin on her face made him remember, just for a minute, what it was like to have a normal relationship with someone. “You don’t take no for an answer, do you?”
“Not often.” She took another sip from her cup and winced. “I don’t know if I can keep drinking hot lemon drinks. They taste as though they’re too good for me.”
Todd bit into his chocolate chip cookie. On one level, he admired the way Sally threw herself into finding homes for abandoned animals.
On another level, she confused the hell out of him.
***
Sally looked around Pastor Steven’s backyard. The pet adoption day was a huge success. Half of the animals they’d brought across from the shelter had already found homes.
She passed a fluffy white rabbit to the little girl standing in front of her. “Oscar is eight months old. He loves being cuddled.”
The little girl’s face glowed. She held Oscar close to her chest and looked at the lady standing beside her. “Can we take him home with us, mom? Benji and Oscar could be friends. I’d look after him and feed him every day.”
“I know you would, Charlotte. I’m just not sure if Benji is ready for another rabbit in his hutch. He’s been alone for a long time.”
“That’s why he needs a friend,” the little girl persisted. “Oscar is so soft and warm. They could look after each other when it gets cold.”
Sally passed Charlotte’s mom a pamphlet about the animal shelter. “You can always bring Oscar back if it doesn’t work out with Benji.”
The lady patted Oscar, then looked behind her. “What do you think, Tony? Do we have room for another rabbit?”
Oscar snuggled against Charlotte’s shoulder. “Please, dad. I’ll look after him. I promise. Benji will like him just as much as I do.”
Charlotte’s dad looked between his wife and daughter. “As long as Benji doesn’t get worried about having Oscar living with him, then I guess we could look after him. If it doesn’t work out, we’ll bring him straight back.”
“Oscar will be happy with us, dad. Just you wait and see.”
Sally patted Oscar and smiled at Charlotte’s parents. “If you want to take Oscar home today, I’ve got a box you could use.”
Charlotte’s mom