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rice, which was simmering on the stove. This batch would last for about a week and was full of protein, vegetables, and carbohydrates to keep the Lab happy and healthy. She’d started cooking for Coco when he was younger and they’d had an experience with a tainted bag of dog food. Adeline wasn’t willing to take a chance like that again with her beloved dog’s life. At least she knew exactly what was going into her baby’s body if she made his food.
    Her phone vibrated with an incoming text.

    D ean : Had lunch with a woman I can’t wait to get to know better. ;)

    A deline smiled . God, she felt like a teenager again, getting a note from a boy she liked. She wasn’t sure how to respond, so she put down the phone and finished cooking and packaging up Coco’s food for the week. When she was done, she washed her hands and was drying them when her phone vibrated again.
    Picking up the phone, she walked into her living room and plopped herself down on the huge armchair. She had a couch, but much preferred to curl up in the buttery-soft leather chair. It was big enough that she could sit with her feet tucked under her and lean against the large arm. It was one of the first things she’d bought after she’d started working at her first “adult job.” It was old, and probably needed replacing, but Adeline wouldn’t part with it until the stuffing was coming out and it couldn’t possibly be repaired.
    Expecting the text to be from Dean, she frowned when she saw it was from her boss.
    At one time she might’ve been interested in Douglas. He was fairly good looking. He had light brown hair that he kept short. He was always well dressed and well groomed. But there was just something that had rubbed her the wrong way from the moment Adeline met him. Something that just seemed off about him. And that was before he’d shown what an asshole he really was.
    He’d insisted on getting all of their cell phone numbers when he’d been hired. He wanted to be able to have immediate access to all of them, “just in case there was an emergency.”
    Adeline shook her head. The only emergencies he’d had were ones of his own making…and they’d all had to deal with the consequences of his actions.

    B oss : Meeting tomorrow. 7:30am. Wolfe portfolio needs complete overhaul. Don’t be late.

    A deline rolled her eyes and sighed. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t been expecting it. James Wolfe was a demanding customer—rightfully so. He owned a chain of car dealerships across south Texas. Douglas had acquired the account from the person whose job he’d taken over. Except their old boss had regularly held meetings with all of his employees to get their input and ideas on marketing campaigns in order to keep them fresh and hip. He’d regularly shared some of the profits from those campaigns with his employees as well.
    Douglas hadn’t once asked anyone for their thoughts, and if the last couple of radio spots and television commercials Adeline had heard and seen were anything to go by, Mr. Wolfe had a right to not be happy. They were awful. Corny and cheesy, they sounded like something a novice would put together, not an award-winning marketing firm like theirs.
    She’d been expecting something like this for a few weeks now. And while she might not be happy the reputation of the company was suffering because of Douglas Hill the Third, she felt a bit of excitement that she and her coworkers might get a chance to turn the Wolfe campaign around.
    She shot off a quick affirmative reply to her boss—he expected his employees to acknowledge his texts—then sat back with a sigh. She felt okay, a bit dragged out, but she was used to the feeling on days when she had a seizure. Unfortunately, those days were coming more and more frequently.
    Not wanting to chat on the phone, but wanting to touch base with her sister, Adeline thumbed a quick note.

    A deline : Hey sis. Had another seizure today right when I sat down with my blind date. He