And They Called It Puppy Love

               Randy hesitated outside Angelique’s door. Would she like his present? Or would she be disappointed? Well, he’d brought a bouquet of flowers along as well, just in case. He took a deep breath and knocked.

                Her smile when she saw him sent his heart soaring, as always. He handed her the bouquet. Better to go with the safe bet first, he decided.

                “Oh, they’re beautiful. Thank you.”

                “I have something else.” He took his other present from inside his jacket.

                She squealed in pleasure when she saw it. “For me?”

                The puppy squirmed in Randy’s arms. Angelique put the flowers on her desk and took the little one from him. The puppy responded by wagging its tail and giving her a sloppy puppy kiss.

                “Oh, thank you! He’s precious.”

                “Well, actually, it’s a she.” Randy felt his face redden.

                “She’s precious.” She turned to kiss him, the puppy wriggling between them. “And so are you,” she added after catching her breath.