Another laugh escaped the blondes lips when the puppy final gave up lost interest in his tail and began chasing his owners hand as she spun around in small circles in front of him. It was times like this that Dinah could no longer hold her grudge against the golden retriever for having destroyed her latest pair of Louboutins. Yeah, she might have spend two weeks worth of a paycheck to buy them but who could be mad at such a pile of sunshine?
Speaking ofā¦
Dinah looked up when she saw a figure approaching, the smile on her face growing at the sight of Sophie. She did show up. Not that Dinah expected her not to show but she wouldnāt have held it against the other blonde if she did. They had just met and Dinah later realized she might have made an ass out of herself, so she totally wouldnāt hold it against Sophie if - wow, she had to cut back on the caffeine.
āHi,ā she finally managed to say, unable to take her eyes off the women as she approached. Should she have offered her a seat? Would it be too forward? It was public park afterall, Sophie could sit anywhere she wanted. Dinah opened her mouth in attempt to say something else but her friend(?) beat her too it; instantly, Dinah felt a painfully familiar warmth creeping along her cheeks. Honestly, it was just the weather. āThanks,ā she replied, managing to hide the faint blush on her face by glancing down at her lap. āSo do you. Even if I really was digging the khakis,ā she added, unable to help herself.
Dinah debated shoving a handful of laffy taffys into her mouth to shut herself up.
Thankfully, Steveās bark seemed to interrupt their complimenting sessionā¦again. Glancing back down at her son, Dinah noticed how dumb and excited he looked while wagging his tail and sniffing Sophieās feet. Clearly both of them had taken a liking to the pet store employee and her khaki pants. āI told you he was fond of you,ā she said, a smile returning to her lips as she stared at Steve, who was sniffing the others womans feet. And then he licked them.
āHey!ā she said with a laugh, unable to help herself. She flashed Sophie an apologetic look before quickly opening the doggy pop in her lap, and holding it out for Steve who eagerly began working on it. āSorry. Weāre still working on the whole manners thing.ā Add doggy manners to the long list of things Dinah needed to do in order to get her life back on track. God, her life was something right nowā¦
She flashed Sophie another smile as she took the laffy taffy, mindlessly playing with it in her hands before speaking. āThankfully, not as painful as it couldāve been,ā she admitted, an amused smile on her face before continuing, āI just had to pick up some paperwork up. I didnāt actually get a chance to look at it once I got home.ā Dinah paused. āOkay, well itās more like I didnāt feel like working on it. I was sort ofā¦distracted, I guess.ā
Though Dinah had dipped down to pick at something in her lap, Sophie had definitely caught the bit about being partial to her khakis.
Which was absolutely ridiculous, because who the hell actually liked khakis? Sophie had about as much style as a flea on Nuggets collar, but even she knew that khakis were the worst. Hell, why did she even need to wear khakis? She owned the dang place to begin with, she could wear a paper bag to work if she wanted, right? Would Dinah still be talking to her? Maybe a paper bag was a little extreme, maybe she could stick to a casual friday thing, only like a casual everyday thingā¦. She did just buy a cute pair of skinnys that looked pretty good on her butt ā
Good god, Soph ā lay off the fucking red bull.
Still, Sophie laughed, reaching up to adjust her ball cap against the glare of the setting sun/her pink cheeks.Ā āOh, please. You donāt have to bullshit; the khakis are the worst. Pretty sure the pair you saw me in even have permanent grass stains on them from a mastiff the size of a horse.ā But what pair of khakis didnāt she own that werenāt completely ruined by animals.
Wow, could she get anymore adorable??
Thankfully she was saved from going into detail about dog shit on her shoes or something awful by the wet lick on her foot, and Sophieās smile turned into what was probably an over-exaggerated face of mock surprise and happiness at the sight of Steve.Ā āHewwo, you cute fuzzy dummy!ā Sophie leaned over to grab at his ears again, scratching them dutifully. Her goal, essentially, was to become best friends with all the dogs in Naperville ā but really, this was the only dog that seemed to matter at the moment.Ā āWell Iām pretty fond of him, too,ā Sophie kissed his nose before he could lick her face, and he promptly caught whiff of the dog pop and settled down to chow in front of them.
Sophie laughed.Ā āMeh. Itās what dogs do. Heāll probably grow out of licking feet eventually. I mean, once his pallet becomes more refined,ā she teased with a wink.
How did this stuff even work? How did she even get from making a total ass of herself as she laid down on the ground, practically attacking this babeās dog to sitting and enjoying laffy taffys in a dog park? This was shit that she pulled with Sam and Bobbi or Cam or Benji or occasionally Auggie and that pig of hisā¦ Even listing of her friends out loud, they were all total dorks. Dinah was a lawyer. Sophie knew zero lawyers. Was she supposed to know lawyers? Was she supposed to have one on retainer? What age was it acceptable to getĀ a lawyer? Could she just live and die without one? She was done drinking fucking red bull!!
Sophie narrowed her gaze, chewing on her lower lip as she looked to Dinah in a way she hoped was sympathetic. Because it was, of course ā Sophie just had no idea what lawyers did. With paperwork. It all sounded so official. Was she supposed to be lawyering somebody right now?Ā āI mean ā if you need to cut the date short ā I mean, not the dateĀ date, this isnāt a date this is a doggy date ā no, I mean this is just dogs no date, jesus shit what I mean is,ā Sophie shook her head, took a breath and continued,Ā āIf you have to deal with, you know, paperwork and stuff I definitely donāt want to keep you from that. No matter how un-fun it is,ā she added with a grin.Ā
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