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"Ruff??"

"Woof!"

"Better luck next time, Parker."

"Morning, handsome."

"mm. what time'sit."

"It's your day off, so it's cuddle time."

"mmmmm."

"I would've made dinner if you'd asked, hon."

"You had all those research papers to go through."

"And I finished, thanks to you . . . what should I do with all this free time?"

"-did you see that report we got in from the Sulani lab? There numbers for the celestial grouper migrations this year are-"

"We should take a trip out there some day. Mingle with researchers, plant some tracking buoys-"

"mmm."

"Hardison! And all this time I've been blaming the puppies-"

"You've been working so hard in the garden all day, Birch. How about a break?"

"I think all the kids on that bus can see us slow-dancing on the lawn."

"We're his dads! It's our job to embarrass him."

"I thought maybe I'd go do some work in the garden."

"Did you?"

"Uh-huh. Water some eggplants, maybe pull a few weeds . . ."

"Careful, Bec. If you keep talking like that I won't let you leave."

"You're wearing the shirt I bought you."

"I am."

"It looks good on you. Now everyone can see what broad shoulders you have."

"I don't know if I like that. I was raised to believe that only my husband should be allowed to admire my shoulders."

"Pfft."

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