Countdown to My Divorce

The feeling of soft fur brushing against her made all the hairs on Rachel’s arms stand up. She jumped off the couch in shock and, without thinking, reached out to grab the hem of Tyler’s shirt.

“Mr. Hunt…”

Why couldn’t Tyler control his dog?!

Tyler barely lifted his eyes, his tone lazy. “He just wants you to pet him.”

Rachel looked at him, doubtful. “Are you sure he doesn’t want to eat me?”

She couldn’t shake the feeling that the dog might leap at her any second.

Tyler took a sip of his coffee, then leaned back on the couch. “He does want to eat meat.”

That one sentence had Rachel shrinking back into the cushions, her whole body tense.

Tyler glanced at her and added, “He doesn’t eat people, so why are you freaking out?”

Rachel knew Tyler liked to mess with people, but still, the dog was huge. It was hard not to be at least a little scared.

She just wanted to get this over with and leave.

about Project Oasis,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady.

Tyler said, “but are you sure

his forehead,

doesn’t matter. The moment you secure

quick look. “Well,

everything through. “So, there’s no need for you

come clean

have underestimated her. At first, he thought she was only doing this because of her

But now…

composed than she ever was as

thing–William hadn’t treated her all

in her eyes was gone. What was

The man was too sharp. Sometimes, he didn’t even need the full story –he

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had gone