I walked out to the greenhouse and he was outside playing with Hope. I stood and watched for a minute before I stepped outside. I could hear my Grandpa’s voice, “You can tell a good man from a bad man by how animals treat them, and how they treat animals.” 

“That is definitely a good man, Grandpa,” I whispered. 

I stepped out the door and he turned to look at me. He whistled, “Wow, you look amazing!”

I blushed. “Your turn in the shower,” I said.

“If I had known we were dressing for dinner, I would have brought a suit,” he said.

As he walked past me, he stopped and smelled my hair. “You smell almost as good as you look. I’l...

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