Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"Alright, that should do it."

As the nanny began to brush the dog's fur, it was the closest she had ever been to Fitch, her hands trembling slightly with

nervousness.

Ozzy was still a pup, so grooming him didn't take long.

Once Ozzy was brushed and looking sharp, Fitch scooped him up, intending to attach his new dog tag. But the tag was too heavy

for the little guy; it would just get in the way when he walked.

With a casual toss, Fitch placed the tag in a corner of the bedroom and set Ozzy down on the floor.

In the middle of the night, Fitch was awakened by Ozzy's whimpers. Flicking on the bedside lamp, he saw the puppy curled up

under the bed, not in his cozy little bed.

Worried, Fitch picked up Ozzy and gave him a gentle shake. The puppy didn't open his eyes or respond.

Panicked, Fitch dialed the vet, asking for an immediate house call. But then, thinking better of it, he started throwing on his trench

coat.

"I'll cover. Meetat the clinic; we've got all the meds there."

He draped his coat over his pajamas, wrapped Ozzy in a nearby scarf, and rushed out to his car.

Driving himself, Fitch reached the clinic in ten minutes. He strode in, holding Ozzy close, a grim look on his face.

After the vet had checked the little dog, poking and prodding, he cto a conclusion.

Haskins, Ozzy might just have been

had left Ozzy with restless

vets eyed Fitch, who was an odd sight in his black pajamas and overcoat. Fitch was known for his

was a shock

not to stare, they

like humans,

looking at Ozzy now back to normal, he couldn't be

"Thank you," he said.

he walked out

car, the gossip among the

cold-hearted? Look how he rushed for his little mutt.

the heir to the Haskins family tender? Do you know how young he was when he took over?

under his thumb."

who love pets can't

Heartless to others, different to someone special.

know who

"No idea."

circles, but no one knew who

back home, with Ozzy comfortably asleep on the passenger

gently placed Ozzy into the bedside dog bed. The

for a moment, unsure of what he

his first bout of insomnia, but

woke up again in the middle of the night, an itch deep in his

him and went downstairs, the pain

on the sofa, his chest heaved with

phone rang. It

a lead on Patric. He's been seen

"You sure?"

cigarette, her face smirking. "Doubting my skills?