Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Wiggling its tail, the dog barked at Debbie, but it was not threatening.

Carlos pointed at the white hairy dog which was now sitting docilely beside him, and said mischievously, “This is a Canadian Eskimo Dog, also called a sled dog. It’s fun and very good at taking instructions, so I thought you’d have a great companion, especially for your morning or night runs. Would you Like to take it to the manor for a walk? Its speed will surprise you, I promise.”

But Debbie was not impressed. She had never been fond of dogs or any pets for that matter. All her touching feelings vanished into thin air now. With her Lips pursed, she said rather snappishly, “Well, maybe I’d like to, but not now, please! And no matter how fast it runs, I’ll be faster! Anyway, are you sure that you haven’t been fooled by anyone?

The damn dog looks like a Samoyed rather than an Eskimo dog.”

She said that with an obvious attitude.

When Carlos didn’t answer, she added, “Didn’t you see how it dashed toward us when we opened the door?”

Carlos chuckled under his breath.

“Well, why not give this damn thing a name?”

“Give it a name? Haven’t you already kept it for some time?” ‘It seems quite close to Carlos. I thought it was a pet that he had kept for long, ‘ she thought.

“No. It was brought here a few days before you went to the Southon

Village. I’ve seen it only once.”

“I see. Then why did you want to keep a dog all of a sudden?” Debbie squatted down and reached out her hand. She wanted to touch its head

It was actually cute, with white and silky fur

However, as if knowing what Debbie was going to do, the dog suddenly stood up and walked away. It stared at her with wary eyes from a distance away.

Debbie pouted once more and snorted.

“Humph! It’s a silly dog, just as

I thought at first!”

As she finished, the dog instantly barked at her again. ‘This dog is not silly but quite clever! It knew I was rebuking it!’ Debbie murmured in her mind. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Carlos was amused by the exchange between Debbie and the dog. It was so funny that he chuckled.

“Whenever I’m not here with you, you can play with it. To tame it, you need to give it strict training and get a leash on it.”

Debbie frowned.

“What? It’s so troublesome. Not the kind of pet I can manage!”

Caressing her hair, Carlos assured her with a smile, “The dog needs regular exercise. Almost daily. Just take it along as you exercise too.”

“To exercise for what?’ Debbie turned around and stared at him.

“I bet the last sentence is the whole point you’re driving at, right?” Her face flushed red when she remembered him teasing that she couldn’t keep pace with him in bed.