When Reese got me from the breeder, I’d hoped I would be living with her and her family. She was friendly, and I liked her husband and her babies for the brief period I spent around them before being put into a box. Even after Clay opened the box and I popped out, I didn’t believe I would be leaving.
I thought it was just a way to surprise everyone else with me. The other little ones at her house were thrilled to meet me. I liked them, and they were good at chasing me. They played with me for hours. But then the big lummox picked me up and took me away.
I cried the whole drive to his apartment. I had resigned myself to the fact that this was going to be my home, and I’d have to deal with Clay for the rest of my life. He didn’t seem bad. Clay took me to a pet store and got me a bed, toys, and other things I’d need. At least he was going to take care of me.
So what’s my problem? He picked up the giggly blonde woman working at the pet store. You’d think I’d like her since she must like animals to work at that store. She doesn’t. It was a LIE!
She acted all sweet, but when he wasn’t looking, she was glaring at me, and when we got to the apartment, she tried to lock me in the bathroom! Can you believe that? The audacity!
This is my home and my first night here, and she thought I’d spend it in a bathroom so she could… I don’t know what they were doing when I barged in, barking trying to save my new human from this evil female. I arrived just in time too. Because it looked like she was going to bite his penis. As a male, I know how vital that appendage is. And I wasn’t going to let my new human lose his penis. So I did the only thing I could to protect him, I bit her.
How did Clay reward my bravery? He got angry with ME and apologized to HER! I was told to stay in my bed and locked out of the bedroom. I was not deterred as I whimpered and scratched at the door till the woman threw a fit and left, telling him to call her when he got rid of me. How rude! I was trying to protect him from her evil ways.
He did at least realize she was not a nice person if she wanted him to get rid of me to have her stay. After he got over his disappointment that the bitch left, he apologized and gave me a treat. I thought that would be the end of it. It wasn’t. He has the worst taste in women, and I had to keep protecting him from them. Even from that witch lady who I later learned was the owner of our home. So maybe it was the wrong move to attack her, but she had it coming.
And he should thank me. Now we live in a mansion with a terrace. Okay, so it’s not our home. His cousin is letting us stay here. I liked her. She gave me yummy treats and told me I was a good boy for protecting Clay from those evil ladies. But I do feel bad for Clay. He has such terrible taste in females that I’ve had to chase them away, leaving him lonely.
I resigned myself this morning to the task of finding him a mate. He needs someone that will make him happy, like Don makes Reese happy. He also needs someone whom he can breed with. His sister already has babies, so he needs some too. Starting today, I am going to find him the perfect female. No more of these women that won’t make him happy long term or that try to bite his penis. Penis biters need not apply.
After getting Clay to wake up and bring me to the park, I was on the prowl. Every time we go for a walk, we call attention. I’m cute. I can’t help it. Oh, and I suppose some females flock over because of Clay. But none of the females that came up to us fit what I was looking for. They were acting friendly to me, and maybe some genuinely like dogs, but they don’t own a dog, so it’s hard for me to say.
That’s it! I need to find a female with a dog! Win-Win, as long as the other dog is a female too. If I have to share a future home with another dog, I’d rather it be a female. Then there’s no issue with being territorial. With my mind made up, I started tugging Clay away from the two joggers he was exchanging numbers with.
“Sorry… he must be ready to handle his business.” Clay shrugged as I again tried to get him to move.
I wish I were bigger. The proportion difference between us is too much. I’ll never be able to pull Clay anywhere. It would be like me trying to pull a car. I simply can’t.
“I’ll be sure to call you, Missy and Sheila.” Clay winked, putting his phone away. Finally!
We started walking again, my nose to the ground as I tried to find a female dog. We passed a few people walking their dogs. But they were either male, too old, the human was too young, or too prissy - never try to introduce yourself to a poodle as they seem to think they are above having their ass sniffed. I’m looking for a win-win scenario. I need to find suitable females for Clay and me.
Then I picked up a scent I liked and started in that direction. Thankfully Clay didn’t protest and followed along as I tried to hurry to catch up to the source of the scent. I finally caught sight of the female. She was more than double my size, the dog, not the human, but she was pretty with a fluffy red coat and a pink flower on her harness. I don’t know her breed, but that doesn’t matter. I liked her look.
I looked at the human walking her wanting to be sure it wasn’t a male. Oh, thank goodness her human is a female too. She was an interesting-looking one with bi-colored hair. The human appeared to be taking good care of the female, stopping one of the bad small humans from getting to her. I barked as I saw the female cowering behind her owner.
‘Bad small human! Don’t scare her!’ I barked.
“Come on, Zeus, let’s go this way.” Clay suggested tugging my leash.
Wait, what? No, this isn’t the right way! Clay was leading me AWAY from the females I wanted to bring him to. This was going all wrong, and he wasn’t listening to me. I tried barking at him to tell him we needed to turn back, but he was busy on his phone, probably with those human females we met earlier. And as I looked back, I couldn’t see them anymore. Damn it. I lost them because of him.
I needed to find them again. I spent the rest of our walk sniffing them out. And when I finally smelled them again, Clay was occupied with his phone. This was my chance. It took some wiggling and finesse, but I got out of my harness and took off in a run, barking to ensure Clay would realize I was gone and follow. Finding the females and not having my human there would be pointless.
“ZEUS!” Clay shouted, running after me.
He may have longer legs, but I am the zoomiest corgi around. I will not be deterred or caught by him until I reach the females to ensure he meets her, and I know they are the right ones. I hadn’t completely lost him as I spotted the females resting by a tree.
‘Hi! I’m Zeus!’ I barked at the pretty fluffy female.
‘Ah! Wha…what do you want!?’ She barked back but seemed afraid. I’ve never had anyone be frightened of me. I wouldn’t mind if some female humans feared me, but I don’t want this dog to be afraid of me.
‘I want your human to meet mine. He’s not far away.’ I barked as I tried to explain my position and ran around under her. Yes, I’m THAT much smaller than her. I take the height difference as a challenge.
‘What? Why? What’s wrong with him? Does he have anxiety too? Because she’s my therapy human. I won’t share.’ She barked, getting antsy about me being under her legs.
‘What? No. He needs a good female to breed with. Yours looked nicer than the ones he picked. I want to see if they like each other.’ I explained. ‘Hurry… follow me.’ I encouraged her, hoping to get her to chase me as I dodged her human’s hand.
‘Oh! Okay! I’m Tinkerbell, by the way. Sorry I didn’t say that sooner. I get spooked easily.’ She agreed, dragging her human as she chased after me.
‘Tinkerbell? I like it. Nice to meet you, and don’t worry.’ I assured her as I saw Clay running toward us.
‘There he is. That’s my human. We need to get them to meet.’ I instructed as I ran at Clay with Tinkerbell on my heels.
‘He looked big! Bigger than the males I’ve seen talk to my human. Okay, let’s do this.’ Tinkerbell agreed as she chased me around our humans. We didn’t mean for them to fall into the water. It just happened. But it was funny.
Her human shrieked, and mine grunted. At least he was smart enough to land on his back, so Tinkerbell’s human didn’t get hurt. Now to sit back and see if the sparks fly. Panting from all the running, I sat at the water's edge, happily awaiting the outcome. Happier still when Tinkerbell sat down next to me to wait.
Today started good, well beyond waking up the gay sex painting my cousin felt needed to be hung next to the bed. I’m eventually going to be desensitized to it all. Knowing my luck, by the time that happens, Makayla will decide to change the art to something else that will freak me out. Maybe I’ll find a new place before that happens, and then it won’t be an issue. Taking Zeus to the park was easy enough. Makayla’s place is less than two blocks from Central Park. Super convenient with a short-legged dog like Zeus. It’s so damn annoying how much of a chick magnet he is. Not that he’s a chick magnet, but I’m always happy to add some numbers to my phone. The problem is that even if I get these numbers, I can’t bring them home because he will fuck it up. He has fucked up every hookup since I got him. Well, every hookup that I brought home or around him. I was happy to get Missy and Sheila’s numbers and that there might be a way to parlay myself into a threesome. But I was already thinki
I know I’d said I would give the owner of that corgi a piece of my mind. But staring up at this giant man who looks like he’s carved of marble - I felt those muscles only moments ago, and the marble may be an accurate description - I was at a loss for words. How much time does he spend in the gym? Or is this not natural, and it’s all steroids? If it is steroids, do I even want to accept that offer of dinner or the use of his laundry? My eyes glanced at his crotch. I couldn’t help it, and don’t judge me. You’d have done the same. Looking down at his crotch is less of a strain on my neck than looking up at his face. Either he’s one of those men that stuffs for show, or that’s the real deal outlined in those jeans. So much for my thought that his muscles are steroids. “You realize the longer you gawk at him, the bigger he’s going to get.” He chuckled that deep masculine kind of chuckle that sent a shiver down my spine, not in a bad way. My eyes quickly cut back to his face, and gree
Maybe today can recover and be a great day. Sure my phone is probably a bust, and I’ll have to replace it before I can get in touch with Missy and Sheila to apologize for leaving them hanging and maybe make it up to them. But that’s a worry for later. All my thoughts are now centralized on Xenia’s sexy, legging-clad ass. I’ve never had trouble getting women out of their clothes and into bed. At least not till Zeus came along. But I have high hopes this time. Meeting her was entirely his fault, and he seemed sweet on her dog. Dog aims high. Tinkerbell is a foot taller than him. No clue how he plans to tap that unless she lays flat on the ground or he uses the steps that Reese bought him to get on the furniture. But if he’s busy trying to get close to her dog, that means he isn’t going to interfere should things go well between Xenia and me. I was kicking off my wet shoes when she mentioned why I wouldn’t want to bring a woman here. I grimaced. “I told you this isn’t my place,” I ad
I have to be out of my damn mind. I came home with a stranger. Every warning my parents uttered was repeated like a loudspeaker in my mind as I stripped out of my wet running clothes in this fancy half bath. This half bath was bigger than my three-fourth bathroom with higher-end materials, not to mention connected to the rest of the apartment. Holy shit, his foyer is bigger than my apartment. “Focus, Xenia.” I scolded myself. “You are in a strange guy’s apartment. An apartment he claims is his lesbian or maybe bisexual cousin’s place.” I rolled my eyes. I don’t know if I buy all that. It feels too convenient. Am I acting like some naive fool to want to believe it? I’ve been fooled before and don’t want that to happen again. I think the only reason I want to believe him, besides that body I’d like to climb like a tree, is that he's so forthcoming. He didn’t have to think about how to answer questions. And usually, if someone is lying, they have to think about it unless it’s a well-pra
Shit, this is going all kinds of wrong. And I can’t even blame Zeus. He was on the couch the whole time. So it’s my damn fault that I stepped on the excess fabric of the robe. It’s my fault we fell, but at least I was smooth enough to turn us, so I hit the floor. It hurts like fucking hell. Hardwood is not a forgiving place to land. I’m not going to let her know how bad it fucking hurt. I’m trying to maintain what’s left of my chewed-up man card. Besides, it's not like I’ve never fallen before. Shit happens on construction sites, no matter how careful you are. The difference is that I have a hard hat on, and the only people who would see me fall and possibly mock me are my coworkers and not the half-naked woman I’m looking to fuck. For a moment after I fell, I thought I saw stars. Then I realized I was, except they weren’t like the cartoon stars. No, it was the blue galaxy print of Xenia’s bra and underwear. So not a cartoon or real stars but something much better. Stars on the fabri
Seriously, what the hell was that? We go from a bit of back and forth to a hot as fuck kiss to this? I am not this clumsy and not strong enough to pull a sink faucet off. So what gives? I don’t usually believe in superstitions, but that’s the second time in the last hour that something had happened when things heated up between us. And the third time we’ve landed on our asses, or he landed on his ass, I landed on him.I need to listen to the Universe and get as far away from this man as possible. The damage escalates each time we get close. I’ve got this bad feeling that if it got to us, one of us would end up in the hospital. And I do not want that on my hands. So despite that brief kiss blowing all my past kisses out of the water, I’m getting the fuck out of here ASAP.
“Fuck!” I shouted, slamming my fist against the wall by the elevator. Makayla’s neighbor Mrs. Pederson-Morgan-Slaugh poked her head out. She’s a three-times divorced socialite that according to Makayla, didn’t like her because she thought she was too poor for the building. The opinion only changed when her parents visited, and she realized Makayla’s dad was in politics. Then she suddenly wanted to be friendly with Makayla. Makayla wasn’t about that shit, especially when she realized the old bitch was angling to try and get between her parents. Not like that shit would happen. Josalyn is way too much like her mother for that. This means she’s a blunt bitch when the situation calls for it and sometimes when it doesn’t. Which is where Makayla inherited her personality. “Back in your hole Mrs. PMS. I told you when he moved in to stay out of my cousin’s business, especially his pants. That hasn’t changed.” Makayla dismissed our neighbor, waving her hand as she walked over to me. “Come o
I don’t understand what happened. Why did we have to leave Zeus’ house? I thought our humans were getting along nicely. But another woman showed up, and Xenia left instead of marking her territory. Why would she leave like that? She wanted to breed with Clay, so why not send that other female running? It made no sense. I certainly didn't want to leave. I liked Zeus and his home. It was so much bigger than the kennel I live in with Xenia. And that sofa Zeus and I were lying on was super comfy. It was nice to be somewhere with enough room that I didn’t feel claustrophobic. The only downside was that Xenia could leave my sight, which made me nervous, but I had Zeus next to me, so I didn’t panic. At least I didn’t till I heard her shouting. I hope my slipping on the water and making them fall wasn’t why we had to leave. I know it was part of why she initially wanted to go. I thought Clay had changed her mind when they got close again. I don’t know how long ago that was. I don’t exactly
Pregnant! Xenia is pregnant! I’m going to be a dad!? Me, of all fucking people, is going to be a dad! I know we tackled the subject when the puppies were born. But an offhand ‘we’ll have one when it’s time’ differs from a positive pregnancy test. A positive test is real. Our baby is currently growing inside her as we speak. How far along is she? How did I miss the signs? Has she missed her period? No, I couldn’t go off that her birth control made that hard to track properly. We’ll have to wait till we see a doctor to get an estimate on how far along she is. I say estimate because, in my family, we’re big, so judging just on the size of the fetus may not work. Though I guess they can go off from developmental stages like when certain organs develop and yadda. As I walked into the ceremony, all eyes turned to me. Reese underestimated how many guests we had. Including Xenia’s mom, sisters, and Reese, we had 48 guests. So, add Xenia and me, and we had 50 people. That’s, of course, no
I didn’t know what made me think pressing myself against the door was a good idea. There was no way little me could keep out Clay or his equally tall and strong twin sister. I should have been upset with Reese for deciding to get him when I started crying over the pregnancy test. But I can’t. Because as I looked at his face and saw all the love and concern in his eyes, I knew she was right. I needed him. “Xenia, baby, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Clay asked as he put Zeus down. “What worries do I need to put to rest?” “It’s not worries, per se.” I sighed and steadied myself with Tink’s help. “I just…” I frowned as I avoided eye contact with him. It’s not that I’m ashamed that I’m pregnant. I mean, it’s my fault for not being on top of renewing my birth control. Clay couldn’t help it if a condom broke. We agreed to use both condoms and my birth control to be safe. We knew we wanted kids, eventually. Like he said, we’d have one after the puppies were born when we were ready.
Xenia is supposed to be MY emotional support human. I was not a fan of this switch of roles, but for Xenia, I would try my best. Just because I failed all those training classes to be an official support animal doesn’t mean I cannot be here for my human. She has always been there for me when I was upset. It’s about time I returned the favor. I didn’t understand why she was upset. She’d been so happy a few moments ago. She was trying on her new dress, and everyone was gushing over her and talking about how great today would be. I still didn’t know what was happening today. I knew Xenia was getting all dressed up, even fancier than when she and Clay went on a night out. I got a purple outfit and a crown of flowers to wear. Zeus was given a special outfit, too. So, something big was going on. Even if all the special clothes didn’t make it clear, we were in a strange place, and there were people we only saw occasionally. Plus, all my puppies were here. I love to see my puppies. It’s
I put up with a LOT of shit with Clay as my human. The silver lining is that I have Tinkerbell and her human Xenia around. Not that Clay makes a habit of dressing me up like this. That doesn’t mean I like being in this getup. I don’t care that it’s a special day. I don’t understand what is happening, but it must be special. Clay and Xenia have been planning this gathering for what felt like forever. And all the people they like most are here. Which means all our pups are here. I am happy and envious to see my pups. I was glad to see them since we see some of them only on special occasions. But I was envious because none of them were dressed up like me. Lucky pups. I feel ridiculous dressed like this. Whatever is supposed to happen today better happen soon, or I will find a way out of this outfit to run around free. I was restless and bored sitting in that room, waiting for something to happen. I was happy when Clay decided we could venture out of the room. I was happy until I picked
Holy shit! It’s MY wedding day! If someone told me two years ago I’d be in a committed relationship, I’d ask if you were high. If someone said I’d be getting married, I’d recommend a trip to the nearest psych ward. Old me couldn’t imagine ever wanting to give up being a bachelor. I loved the freedom of that life and couldn’t fathom giving that up for a woman. It wasn’t until I fell into Turtle Pond in Central Park with Xenia that I realized I was all wrong. Being in a relationship wasn’t a noose around my neck. It wasn’t the death of my freedom. It was just a change. Sure, I wasn’t free to fuck whoever caught my eye, but that’s fine with me. If I learned anything from the disaster of an attempt at a threesome before Xenia and I were official, it’s that no one else would do. Till Xenia, I didn’t realize that the ‘freedom’ of being a bachelor was more a cover for loneliness. It was for the loneliness that Reese gave me Zeus. The little shit never filled that loneliness. At least not d
Who’s bright idea was it to have a Valentine’s Day wedding? Oh right. It was mine. I thought it would be romantic and Clay would never forget our anniversary. Not that I believed he would forget any other day. This was the guy that proposed on the anniversary of our meeting in the same spot where we got ‘pongoed,’ as Makayla likes to call it. It still makes me laugh when I think back on how we met. It wasn’t so funny at the time, but in hindsight, I can laugh. I also can’t watch 101 Dalmatians without laughing and thinking of that day in Central Park when my life changed for the better. By chance, Fate, or just the divine intervention of Zeus, I ended up with this incredible man who is hot, great in bed, and so damn sweet. I still don’t know how, in the thousands of men that live in NYC, after only finding assholes, I found such a keeper. And trust me, I know all about the assholes that live in NYC. Between the assholes I met in college, like Alden Zachery Greenwood the Fourth. Inse
The following bonus chapters are for the Valentine's Day special "A Valentine's Wedding." There are references to future Ravenwood books, but no spoilers! I hope you enjoy it!Clay - Who'd have thought the perpetual bachelor would settle down? Meeting Xenia turned my world upside down in the best way. I am looking forward to spending the rest of my life with her. My family, the ones that count, are all behind us. Xenia - It has been almost two years since I fell into a pond and found true love. Clay is everything I could have wanted and didn't think I deserved. Despite some annoying human-size speed bumps, we will start a new chapter together as husband and wife.
Zeus: It’s been a year since I met Tinkerbell, and therefore Clay met Xenia. Unlike Clay, it didn’t take long to figure out I found the one I wanted to be with and have a family with. He was slow on the uptake, that’s for sure. But he finally got his head out of his ass and made it right with Xenia. I swear if he'd dragged his feet longer or lost my chance with Tinkerbell, I’d have chewed every shoe he owned and never given him a moment's peace again. Thankfully for all involved, that didn’t happen, and since that time, things have been mostly great. The devil woman has never returned, and I’m happy about that. I didn’t want her around even before I met Tinkerbell and even less after I did. We moved into a new house where our humans gave us our own room and outdoor area. And we had eight puppies. That’s where the “mostly great” part comes in. After our puppies were old enough, they were sent to their forever homes. They at least ended up with members of our humans’ families, so we
Tinkerbell: I’m so happy we stopped living in that tiny place. I’m even happier that we will never see that mean man again. I didn’t fully understand everything that happened. But I knew, based on what Zeus and I would overhear our humans say, the mean man tried to hurt my human and was punished by the human catchers. I felt terrible that I wasn’t with Xenia to protect her from that evil man, but Clay was, so it was okay. And now we all live together. Zeus has been a great help to my anxiety. With him around, I’m never alone; if I start to feel anxious, he’s there to nuzzle me and remind me I’m safe. Alan, our dog sitter, is excellent too. He’s learned how to handle my anxiety, always brings us yummy treats, and takes us on long walks. I should miss my doggie daycare, but I don’t. There were always so many other dogs and humans that it would be hard on me. Living with Zeus, I’ve gotten better at handling things that used to scare me. Like small humans. When our humans took us on a l