The Agent's Secret Baby
It took her a second to realize that the sigh she heard echoing in the small, converted bedroom that served as her office was her own.
Lost in thoughts of the past and preoccupied, Dr. Eve Walters had thought that the deep sigh had come from Tessa, the German shepherd she'd rescued from a sadistic owner a little more than two years ago. On occasion Tessa, currently curled up under her desk, was given to sighing just like a human being. Considering the life she'd led both B.R.—before rescue—and A.R.—after rescue—the sighs were more than merited. Before, Eve was certain, the dog's sighs had been of the fearful, hopeless variety while now, with Tessa's weight a third more than what it had been when she'd first been rescued, the German shepherd's sighs sounded as if she was exceedingly content with her new life and just couldn't believe her good fortune.
Lately, Eve had become aware of sighing a great deal herself, as if she couldn't catch her breath. And couldn't believe the twists and turns that had brought her to this point.
She supposed she could just shrug her shoulders and attribute her deeps sighs to the fact that she wasn't ac ... read full excerpt from: The Agent's Secret Baby ebook
