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Atlas hadn’t singled her out, and that he gave Ry a hard time, too.
    “Don’t ignore me, big boy,” Rylan said on a sigh. His dog paid him no mind. Whatsoever.
    “Where are his toys?” Beth asked, hoping to gain the dog’s attention.
    “They’re in the hall closet.” The tone of Ry’s voice indicated he wasn’t pleased by the Dane’s pranks. “Atlas knows exactly where to find his wooden barbell, football, and tug toys. I put them away at night so I don’t trip over them. He usually retrieves them at first light. He lays them all out on the living room floor.”
    “You mentioned he could open doors,” she recalled. Atlas had skills. “What about the other dogs? Do they have their own toys?” The dachs were smaller than a football. They would have problems dragging it around the house. Even if it was deflated.
    “Rue and the dachshunds aren’t big chewers. Atlas will share his toys if one of them has the urge to gnaw. He plays dead to get attention at the most inopportune times.” Ry rubbed the back of his neck and added, “You were hired to organize my life and keep the dogs company while I’m away. For whatever his reason, Atlas acted out. I don’t get it, but I don’t have time to figure it out. I have a tight schedule from one o’clock on today and can’t stay long.”
    “Did Atlas cause your Richmond assistant any problem?” She was curious and hoped it wasn’t just her.
    Rylan shook his head. “Atlas pretty much ignored Connie. He ate and slept the day away when she worked.”
    Interesting. Beth took it all in. She strengthened her resolve to work through the big dog’s theatrics. She cleared her throat, promised, “I won’t bother you again. I refuse to let Atlas get the better of me.”
    “Do the best you can,” Rylan said, supporting her. He then cut his gaze to the Dane. “He owes you an apology.”
    “He’s sleeping.”
    “He’s faking.” Ry stood over Atlas. “Tell Beth you’re sorry,” he said in a firm tone.
    Atlas cracked his eyelids. He blew what sounded like raspberries, then slowly rose. With his head bowed low, he came toward her, and Ry followed. The Dane sat before her, and Rylan circled behind her. The dog tilted his head to one side, appearing repentant.
    Beth found it hard to believe, but she listened as Atlas made a rumbling sound deep in his throat. She wasn’t quite sure if he was actually apologizing or still griping at her.
    She reached out and scratched his ear. “Forgiven,” she said, expecting that would be the end of it.
    It wasn’t.
    The Dane had spring in his hind legs and, before she could step aside, he jumped up and put his paws on her shoulders. Startling her. His sudden weight knocked her backward. She landed flush against Rylan.
    She was short and Ry was tall. Her shoulder blades scraped low on his chest and her bottom bumped high on his thighs. She accidentally elbowed his balls. He sucked a sharp breath as she slid down his body. He caught her before she hit the floor. His left hand curved her hip and his right cupped her breast. His thumb brushed her nipple as he tightened his grip.
    His heat spread over her. His scent was pure male. The back of her head pressed his groin. His abdomen flexed. His dick stiffened.
    They both went still. Barely breathing.
    Now what? Beth was afraid to move.
    Atlas’s bark broke them apart. His tail wagged. Almost as if he was pleased with what he’d done. Crazy dog.
    Beth scrambled to her feet. She took a stumbling step away from Rylan, just managing to stay upright. It wasn’t easy. She could still feel his hands on her. She looked down. Suddenly self-conscious. His touch affected her. Her nipples were visible points beneath the cotton of her top. Could he hear the rapid beat of her heart?
    Rylan stared a second too long at her chest. He clenched the hand that had held her breast. He started to say something, but stopped. She didn’t know if it was the puzzled look in his eyes or the way he worked