Chapter 17
Not that Jules would mind seeing Felix remove his corduroys and slip into a pair of his old sweats. The image of Felix in Jules’s clothes shot straight to his dick and he turned away, striding through the house. “I’ll be right back. Have to get Belle,” he said as he grabbed the leash off the sofa.
When he opened the bathroom door, Belle dashed to the back door. He was shocked to see she hadn’t had any accidents. His heart nearly melted at the sight of Felix crouched and petting the puppy, with her eating up the attention.
“All right girl,” he said as he hooked the leash to her collar. “Time for a potty break.”
She yipped, and the moment the door opened, she ran outside, doing her business quickly. It impressed Jules that she’d managed to hold it all day and he felt a sense of pride in her. He chuckled. He was so going to be one of “those” pet parents.