Tami Dr. Richards’ Littles?
And the Daddies and Mommies who love them.
This series tugs at the heart strings and has all the delicious feels that go with the dynamic.
I love how the author deals with the concerns and insecurities that arise for a Little who has no idea what he or she needs, and Tami is no exception.
She is doing her best to survive in a rough situation, is self sufficient, and yet needs more support that only a Daddy can provide.
Is Archer the one? And I live that the author gives us cameo appearances of past and all-time favorites.
This book will bring a smile to your face, joy to your heart, and a yearning for the romance and care that is part and parcel of the relationship.
5.0 out of 5 stars
Such a good read
Such a good read. Pepper North once again delivers the unique love story of a Daddy {Big} and a Little.
I love how the characters we know {Dr. Richard & Zoe} continue to evolve and enrich the series.
It helps to have the familiar setting and known characters to ground the story line.
I like knowing the 'world' of Dr Richards Littles so I can enjoy the new and unique characters in a comfortable environment.
And as always the love shines through. Above all it is romance at it's best.
Chapter One
Tami pushed back the sleeves of her worn sweater before leaning into her truck to extract the tools of her trade.
Turning to the large home behind her, she filled her pocket with several plastic bags and grabbed a rake with one hand, a scooper with the other.
She didn’t have a glamorous job, but it definitely was one with security.
Dogs were always going to poop, and owners weren’t going to want to clean up the yard themselves.
She didn’t make a lot of money, but she enjoyed getting to play with the dogs. She understood animals much better than she had ever understood people. Walking to the gate at the side of the yard, Tami whistled her distinctive call for the dogs that got to live in this beautiful home.
Not that Tami had ever been inside the homes of the wealthy people who could afford to hire Tami’s Canine Poo Service.
She always waited politely outside the front door, so her shoes didn’t mar or spot the pristine floors inside.
She tended to step in a lot of things that people didn’t want in their homes.
Switching both implements into her left hand, she adroitly opened the big wooden gate and slipped inside.
Tami dropped the tools to the ground as a large Great Dane enthusiastically greeted her.
Seconds later, the yip, yip, yip of the family’s Chihuahua preceded the small body that bolted around the corner.
“Chewy and Yoda!” she cheered as she took time to pet and scratch both dogs.
She had only talked to the housekeeper here, but she really wanted to meet the kids who named the animals such unexpected names.
She laughed as Yoda, the immense Great Dane, almost knocked her over by placing his front paws on her shoulders in preparation of doing the dance moves they had perfected over time.
Tami wasn’t sure how Yoda had learned to shake his booty so enthusiastically, but he was quite spectacular at it.
She did her best to match his talented moves.
Chewy ran in circles around them before darting over to grab his favorite ball. He knew that Tami would throw it for him repeatedly as she scooped the backyard free of waste. There would be a lot of yips to come as the little dog chased the small red ball.
As the enthusiastic dance finished, the sound of loud clapping and low laughter froze Tami in her tracks. Her eyes met Yoda’s in recrimination. “You could give a girl a heads up,” she whispered to the large dog, earning a slurp of apology.
Gently, she lowered the Dane’s big front legs to the ground.
Before turning to face her audience, Tami paused to allow her red face to cool under the guise of picking up the red rubber ball that Chewy nosed against her feet impatiently.
She stood and threw the ball the opposite direction from the man to send Chewy racing away.
Slowly, she had to grin. Leave it to me to get caught dancing with the dogs! With laughter in her eyes, the young woman turned to face the man standing behind her. Her deep brown eyes widened to an enormous size. OMG! I’d love to see him across the breakfast table each morning.
The man was absolutely, jaw-droppingly gorgeous. Shocked, her eyes roamed over the breadth of his wide shoulders in the tight gray t-shirt and down his muscled torso. She forced her eyes back up to his face when she realized how obviously she was checking him out. Tami’s cheeks flamed pink.
“Hi! You must be the poo expert,” he observed with a smile. “I’ve wondered when I’d meet you. I’m Archer Sanders. Please call me Archer. Thank you for keeping my backyard walkable,” he said with a breathtaking grin.
“Um, hi!” Tami stammered. When Chewy dropped his precious red ball back at her feet, she quickly leaned over to pick up the toy and lobbed it high in the air to arch across the yard. She had discovered that throwing it up in the air helped the small dog’s legs keep up with the ball.
Instead of watching the chase, her eyes swept back to the handsome man in front of her. “It’s nice to meet you. I enjoy your dogs. Your kids must have a great sense of humor to have named the dogs.”
“Sorry. You can only blame me. I don’t have any kids. Well, other than the four-legged kind,” Archer joked. “I’ve spent years with these two and had no idea that Yoda had those kinds of dance moves or such a talented partner.”
Tami abandoned hope that her cheeks would ever lose the embarrassed blush that had flamed them since she met him. “I was hoping you had missed that part,” she commented dropping her gaze down to her tools on the ground.
Stooping to pick them up, Tami said quickly, “It was nice meeting you, Mr.… Archer. I better get busy.” She jogged over to the area the dogs had chosen as their bathroom zone and quickly balanced the tools against her thin thighs.
She quickly opened a trash bag and attached it to her belt loop before starting to begin awkwardly cleaning the poop from the yard. She could feel his eyes watching her.
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