She got back to her desk, moved her mouse, and tried to concentrate on the endless load of work that had piled up. The new computer program had some glitches that needed to be worked out, and she needed to step up her training with Lenny and Mike before she brought them back to the shelter for the adoption process. This morning, she’d found her slippers chewed up, so the little incident with the red shoes hadn’t been smart. Parenting a puppy was like raising a toddler, and routine and discipline were key. Of course, their fur ball faces and adorable wide eyes killed her every time.
She reached for her water bottle and chugged the last drop. Proper hydration was the key to good health. Another step she always followed in her endless pursuit of doing the right thing.
The lightbulb crackled and lit.
She did everything right. Always. She listened to authority figures. Treated her body like a temple. Completed karmic service to help others. Kept her mind calm with meditation. Helped others, whether they be human or canine. She gave her full heart and soul to every task, knowing it meant a big difference to do things lovingly rather than grudgingly.
But she ached for more. Something bigger that came to taunt her in the deep night, until she twisted under the sheets and tears stung her eyes with frustration. A yearning for . . .
More.
The familiar anger washed over her. She’d meditated for a full hour last night with a garnet around her neck and the cottage cleared of all negative energy. So why did she still feel pissed off, depressed, and generally miserable? Why was she suddenly thinking a Big Mac, a beer, and a big-assed ice-cream cone would put her in a better mood than chanting in the goal for peace and harmony?
Yep. It was official.
She was losing her mind.
A knock sounded. Kate popped her head in with a big smile. “Got a minute?”
Arilyn forced a smile back at her friend. “Of course.”
Kate strode in, clad in her usual black pants and lace top, her blond hair a halo around her face, highlighting her ocean-blue eyes and pale pink mouth. The driving force behind Kinnections, Kate was the main CEO and handler, making sure the business thrived and bringing her own special touch to love matches.
A real touch.
Gifted with the ability to sense a true soul connection between two people, Kate experienced a burst of electricity when she touched a couple meant to be. She’d lost many of her own dates to others until Slade Montgomery came on the scene, determined to prove Kinnections a fraud. Their relationship was rocky, passionate, and ended up with a true happy ever after.
Her friend slid into the purple chair opposite her desk and cocked her head. That assessing blue gaze traveled over her with frank concern. Uh-oh. There was nothing scarier than when her friends decided she needed an intervention. They were ruthless. Arilyn straightened up in her chair, determined to show no weakness.
“How are you doing?”
“Great.” The lift of Kate’s brow made her change the answer. “I mean, it’s hard, of course, but I’m doing much better. How are the wedding plans? Do you need any help?”
Kate was scheduled to marry Slade in a few weeks, and crunch time was upon her. Arilyn had always wondered why she counseled so many women planning weddings, and now realized why. It was a bitch. If a couple actually made it intact and still in love to the ceremony, they had a 50 percent shot for success.
“I’m taking your advice and letting it go. The details are complete. And I’m tired of getting caught up in ridiculousness. I almost had a breakdown when the Asiatic lilies weren’t available and they suggested calla lilies. I mean, am I nuts or what? Slade will dump me before I even get to the ceremony. You were right, A. It’s not the wedding that’s important, it’s the marriage. I refuse to stress any longer.”
“Good for you. Concentrate on the reward. St. Lucia, right?”
Kate sighed. “Yeah. Sun, sand, and sex. The perfect trifecta.”
Arilyn laughed. “Honeymoons are worth the craziness of the wedding.”
“Yeah, but we both wish we could bring Robert. We can’t put him on a plane, though, so he’ll have to stay. Thanks so much for taking care of him.”
“He’s going to be fine, Kate. He’s stayed with me before, and you know how much I love him.” Kate’s dog, Robert, was paraplegic, and used a scooter to move around. Kate had rescued him years ago, and they were a tight team. Now Slade was just as madly in love with him, and they became a true family. “I’ll spoil him so bad he won’t want to go back.”
Kate chuckled. “Slade would fight you to the death. He yelled at me the other day for taking up too much room in the bed. I mean, are you kidding me? He literally chose the dog over me.”