Gabriel almost entirely regretted the urge that had led him to “embrace the simple life” away from L.A. in the left end of nowhere.
Almost entirely, he thought as he watched the vet, with freckles dusted across his sun-pinked cheeks and golden hair just starting to show some flecks of silver, examine the poor puppy he’d found in his wreck of a barn.
“Well, Mister Reyes,” Doc Morrison quirked an eyebrow at him and Gabriel thought his heart would stop. “Congratulations, it’s a coyote.”
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