Iris didn’t like any male who got close to her girl. Though Sam was lucky she didn’t hate him as much as she hated Kon. Close was better than those her made her cry.

Forgetting her current condition for a moment, Cassie glared at Sam in the water as she kept pulling Iris back. “Don’t call my dog crazy, Sam!” Then she caught herself, and continued as if she hadn’t misspoke, “Cassie won’t be happy when I tell her what you said.”