Phoenix had just poured the coffee when the knock sounded. Sugar, who’d been sleeping peacefully, launched from the bed like a berserker, yapping furiously while keeping ten feet from the door.
It stalled her heart for a moment, the way the dog carried on. She hadn’t been that vicious when Gibb visited, but maybe she wasn’t used to visitors until the afternoon.
Phoenix glanced toward the hall, but she could hear Cooper’s playlist blaring as he did his daily workout in the spare bedroom. Unwilling to disrupt him, she said to the dog, “Shh. It’s okay,” an