The men of
Alpha Dog, a second chance program for at-risk teens, work hard and play hard.
And when it comes to protecting the women they love . . . nothing stands in
their way.
Danielle Hill used to live on the wild side, until a surprise pregnancy forced her to get her act together. Now her whole life revolves around her young son, and she will do anything to keep Noah’s heart protected, even if it means avoiding the Marine who makes her want to be oh so bad . . .
Tyler Best loves his family, his friends, and his life, and he plans on living it to the fullest after nearly losing it. But Tyler didn’t bank on running into a beautiful blond with blazing green eyes and temper to match his. Tyler always thought he wasn’t ready to settle down, but Dani and Noah make him rethink his playboy ways . . .
Only just as these two start to build something, a shadow from Dani’s past comes back to haunt them. But Tyler will do anything to keep her and Noah safe . . . anything.
Danielle Hill used to live on the wild side, until a surprise pregnancy forced her to get her act together. Now her whole life revolves around her young son, and she will do anything to keep Noah’s heart protected, even if it means avoiding the Marine who makes her want to be oh so bad . . .
Tyler Best loves his family, his friends, and his life, and he plans on living it to the fullest after nearly losing it. But Tyler didn’t bank on running into a beautiful blond with blazing green eyes and temper to match his. Tyler always thought he wasn’t ready to settle down, but Dani and Noah make him rethink his playboy ways . . .
Only just as these two start to build something, a shadow from Dani’s past comes back to haunt them. But Tyler will do anything to keep her and Noah safe . . . anything.
Dani pointed to the
far wall of cages, oblivious to his disgruntlement. “Those are all the dogs
whose time here expires. Feel free to take them out into the holding room”—she
indicated a white door that had a sign reading holding
room— “and do whatever you gotta do.”
Turning her back on
him, she squatted down in front of a large cage and opened it. Tyler bent down
to see a massive gray dog with black spots and stripes. The dog lifted his head
slightly, his floppy ears pricking as she cooed.
“Hey, Fugly, how
you doing, bud?” Dani’s hand glided over the dog’s head and neck, and he
relaxed back on his side with a whimper.
“What happened to
him?” Tyler asked.
“Someone hit him
with their car. A yard crew behind them stopped and picked him up, brought him
here, but there’s only so much I can do. The X-rays show he needs leg surgery,
but my regular doctor is off today, and the prick subbing for him won’t do a
damn thing to help.”
Tyler came closer,
squatting behind her. The dog lifted his head and met Tyler’s gaze with soft
green-gray eyes. Rex’s eyes had been a dark brown, nearly black, but the
expression in this dog’s eyes was still the same—filled with trust. This dog
wasn’t afraid of humans; he expected them to help him, to ease his pain.
Tyler’s chest
clenched. Although he’d trained several dogs since Rex, he hadn’t experienced
this pull, this kinship. This big, gray dog was calling to him, and he couldn’t
ignore it, no matter how crazy it seemed.
“Release him to
me.”
Dani spun his way
so fast, she nearly knocked him back. “What?”
“Release him to me,
and I’ll run him down to my veterinarian. They’ll go over the extent of his
injuries and let me know what he needs.”
Dani stared at him,
her gaze wary. “Why would you do that? And what about the dogs you’re supposed
to evaluate?”
What the hell was he doing? He wasn’t even sure the
dog was trainable, let alone what his injuries were.
But he could still
remember Rex’s body as it cooled and stiffened in his arms. There had been
nothing he could do to help Rex, but he could help this dog.
“If you will run
interference for me with that guy, I’ll drive . . .” Tyler hesitated to call
the dog the bullshit name. “I’m sorry; he needs a better name than Fugly.”
Dani laughed, but
her voice shook a bit as though she might cry. “The workers that brought him in
were calling him that.”
“Not anymore.
Whatever his name is, I’ll drive him up there, drop him off, and come back
here. If his owners show up, you can give me a call.”
“I don’t have your
number.” She closed the cage door and stood up.
“The front desk has
it, but do you have your phone on you?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’ll go get
it.” She left the room, and Tyler studied the dog. He was probably a good
hundred and fifty pounds, which wouldn’t be a problem to carry, but if he had
more injuries they couldn’t see, Tyler was concerned about jostling him around
and doing more damage. He’d ask Dani if they had a stretcher when she got back.
She came back
through the doors and handed him her phone. “Here.”
Tyler stood up,
staring at the screen saver of a smiling toddler with his arms wrapped around
Dani’s neck. Well, shit, that sent whatever attraction he’d had crashing to the
ground. He had three rules for hooking up: Be honest from the get-go, no
sleeping over, and definitely no repeats within the same week. And then there
were the types of women he steered clear from.
No crazies. No attached or married women. And definitely no
single moms.
No ifs, ands, or
buts about it. He had watched his own mom get screwed over enough times to know
that if you weren’t ready, just stay far away.
Clearing his
throat, he swiped his thumb over to her contacts and put in his information.
“Cute kid.”
“Thank you.”
“He yours?” he
asked.
“Yes, he’s mine.”
Was it just him, or
did she sound defensive?
“How old is he?”
Tyler handed the phone back to her, disappointed that she was off limits.
“He’s almost two.”
Dani slipped her phone into her pocket. Her curt responses told him she didn’t
want to discuss her child with a complete stranger, and he couldn’t blame her.
Apparently, he was
just a nosy, interfering bastard today.
“About Fugly. I was
going to just carry him out, but I’m afraid of causing more damage.”
“He doesn’t have
internal bleeding, at least not that showed up on the X-rays. Most of the
impact from the car occurred on his back end. Plus, I gave him a dose of pain
meds when he first came in, and it should last him a while.”
“Okay then, you get
the door, and I’ll get the dog.”
Dani unlocked the
cage again and unhooked the dog’s IV, wrapping the tubing over the mobile pole
by the cage. As gently as he could, Tyler reached in and picked up the dog, who
tried to thrash for half a second before Tyler spoke firmly. “Stay.”
The dog stilled,
and Tyler stood up with him in his arms. “It’s gonna be okay, boy.”
Dani opened the
doors as they went, but once they got to the lobby, Lab Coat Guy spotted them
and spluttered, “What do you think you’re doing?”
Dani puffed up.
“He’s taking the dog to his vet, since you won’t do anything to help him.”
Tyler had to admire
the set of balls on Dani as every eye in the room swung on Lab Coat, pinning
him with accusation.
“I didn’t say
anything like that. I told you his prognosis wasn’t good and he was suffering.”
“And I wanted a
second opinion, so we’re getting one.”
Tyler grinned,
following Dani out the door. Pausing for half a second, Tyler gave Lab Coat a
warning look. “I haven’t had a chance to evaluate the dogs yet. They’d better
all be there when I get back.”
Lab Coat swallowed
hard, and as she closed the door, Dani laughed. “I think he just pissed
himself.”
Tyler liked her
laugh, light and tinkling, like Christmas bells. “You’re pretty terrifying
yourself.”
“I don’t let
bullies push me around,” she said. “Where are your keys?”
“Right pocket.”
When the warmth of
her hand pushed into his pocket and grabbed his keys, he couldn’t help his
physical reaction. It was just too close to the groin, and the way she pressed
with seeking fingers against him was enough to give him a semi. Despite it
being October, it was still in the mideighties in Sacramento, and Tyler could
feel beads of sweat dribbling down the sides of his face as she continued her
search; he told himself it was just the heat getting to him.
Luckily, she hadn’t
seemed to notice, and once she found the keys, she unlocked the doors and
pulled open the back door of the Alpha Dog van.
“Hang on.” She ran
back inside while Tyler waited, the dog’s weight making his arms burn.
Suddenly, she was
back and climbing past him into the backseat of the van.
“What are you
doing?” he asked.
“Isn’t it obvious?
I’m coming with you. You’re going to need someone to hold onto him while you
drive, and besides,” she said, her expression a soft mask of worry, “I don’t
want him to be alone and scared.”
Tyler nodded,
knowing exactly what she meant. He’d been rescuing dogs his whole life, much to
his parents’ exasperation. He remembered the first dog he’d brought home at
nine, a skinny black dog with matted fur and a rank odor. When his mom had told
him he couldn’t bring the dog inside, he’d teared up and told her, “But, Mom,
he’s so hungry and scared.” His mom had caved like a big old softy, and his dad
left, coming back with food, bowls, and a collar and leash. He’d named the dog
Barney, and he’d been the start of Tyler’s love of dogs.
The fact that Dani
appeared to have the same passion made him like her more. Cute, funny, didn’t
take shit from anyone? Plus, he’d bet his last dollar she was great in bed.
But the tiny,
smiling little boy on her phone screen was like a big fat stop sign. He didn’t
do single moms—at least, not when he knew about the kid.
Laying the dog
gently into the back, he watched her settle his head in her lap and begin
stroking his gray coat. Suddenly, she looked up at Tyler, those green eyes
filled with gratitude and . . . Hell, he had no idea, but it was a first for
him.
“Thank you.”
Tyler slammed the
door to the van without responding, grabbing the keys out of the passenger
door.
Tyler Best, bleeding-heart dog rescuer.
He climbed up into
the driver’s seat, preparing to take off.
“Really, why are
you doing this?” she asked from behind him.
Adjusting the
mirror so he could see her, he gave the only answer that made sense. “Why not?”
When we first met Tyler, he
was a total player, so I knew that the woman who finally caught him would have
to be special. Which is why it made perfect sense for him to fall for a single
mom with a loveable 2-year old. There is more to Tyler that than meets the eye,
and once I learned about his childhood, I knew that he would be the perfect man
for both Dani and Noah. I understand why Dani is cautious about dating, but I’m
glad that Tyler didn’t give up on her. Besides the cute and sweet moments
between them all, the sexy times between Tyler and Dani, I loved that we got to
see more kids and dogs from the Alpha Dogs Program. I highly recommend if you are
looking for a sweet romance with a sexy side. If you haven’t read the previous
books, you can jump right in here, but I also recommend them.
I received an ARC via Edelweiss for the purpose
of an honest review. I was not compensated for this review, all conclusions are
my own.
An
obsessive bookworm, Codi Gary likes to write sexy contemporary romances with
humor, grand gestures, and blush-worthy moments. When she’s not writing, she
can be found reading her favorite authors, squealing over her must-watch shows,
and playing with her children. She lives in Idaho with her family.
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