The Dog Park
www.LauraCaldwell.comA couple's best friend?Stylist Jessica Champlin knows it takes more than a darling goldendoodle to save a marriage. She and her ex-husband, investigative journalist Sebastian Hess, had too many irreconcilable differences for even their beloved dog, Baxter, to heal. So they've agreed to joint custody, and life has settled into a prickly normalcy.But when Baxter heroically rescues a child and the video footage goes viral, Jess and Sebastian are thrown together again, and her life takes some very unexpected twists. The line of dogwear she creates becomes wildly successful, and suddenly she's in the spotlight with everyone watching - the press, the new guy she's seeing, Sebastian and the past she never imagined she would face again. Soon there's only one person by her side - and it's the person she least expected. She's willing to open up to a new normal just as long as Baxter approves.
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A couple’s best friend?
Stylist Jessica Champlin knows it takes more than a darling goldendoodle to save a marriage. She and her ex-husband, investigative journalist Sebastian Hess, had too many irreconcilable differences for even their beloved dog, Baxter, to heal. So they’ve agreed to joint custody, and life has settled into a prickly normalcy.
But when Baxter heroically rescues a child and the video footage goes viral, Jess and Sebastian are thrown together again, and her life takes some very unexpected twists. The line of dogwear she creates becomes wildly successful, and suddenly she’s in the spotlight with everyone watching—the press, the new guy she’s seeing, Sebastian and the past she never imagined she would face again. Soon there’s only one person by her side—and it’s the person she least expected. She’s willing to open up to a new normal…just as long as Baxter approves.
Praise for Laura Caldwell’s contemporary romance novels
“[A] comical roller-coaster ride…
All the characters add vibrancy to a story that explores how we live with the mistakes we made, how we correct the ones we can and how love forms an unfailing bond.” —RT Book Reviews on The Night I Got Lucky
“Snazzy, gripping…gives readers an exciting taste of life
in the fast lane, exposing the truth behind the fairy tale.” —Booklist on The Year of Living Famously
“Caldwell’s winning second novel
puts an appealing heroine in a tough situation and relays her struggles with empathy.” —Booklist on A Clean Slate
“You’ll need an exotic drink and some sunscreen while
you enjoy Burning the Map. I thoroughly recommend this purely entertaining look at friendship and love.” —Romance Reviews Today
Praise for Laura Caldwell’s
romantic suspense novels
“Claim of Innocence is guaranteed to claim
your weekend, while securing plucky lawyer heroine Izzy McNeil a place straight at the top of your reading pile.” —Lisa Gardner, #1 New York Times bestselling author
“Red Blooded Murder aims for the sweet spot
between tough and tender, between thrills and thought— and hits the bull’s-eye. A terrific novel.” —Lee Child, #1 New York Times bestselling author
“Caldwell’s taut, enjoyable thriller hits the ground
running… Caldwell’s plot moves smoothly, juggling a number of perspectives without losing steam.” —Publishers Weekly on The Good Liar
This book is for those who love their dogs
more than just about anything.
Contents
“Jess, enough with this, okay?” Sebastian said in a “weary trending toward cranky” tone. He held out a small bag that read Neiman Marcus. My divorced mind ruffled through a few statements and questions—What is it? He never used to shop at Neiman Marcus. Judging by the size of the bag it would have to be an accessory. Jewelry? For me?
But the tone of my ex-husband’s voice had pretty much eliminated the possibility that it was a gift. Also, Sebastian hadn’t bought me jewelry in a long while, and except for my engagement ring, Sebastian never bought jewelry in the United States. Always it was when he was overseas, on a story. Like the beaded chandelier earrings from a country in Africa I’d never heard of and the vintage Iraqi headdress that I wear as a necklace.
Baxter—our blond, fluffy dog—was in my arms. I kissed him on the head. “I missed you, Baxy,” I said. “I missed you so much.”
He licked my chin, and his butt squirmed as he wagged his tail. Baxy’s fifteen pounds of dog against my chest was the most comforting weight in the world to me. When I finally put him down, he tore into my bedroom where he had toys stashed under a chaise lounge, which he hadn’t seen in a week while Sebastian had him.
As Baxter rounded the corner, I looked in the bag. I laughed.
“It’s not that funny,” Sebastian said.
“Oh, c’mon.” I lifted from the bag Baxter’s blue collar and leash that I had sewn gold stars onto—stars that had come from an old Halloween costume of Sebastian’s.
The party had been Harry Potter–themed, and as much as Sebastian would normally have dismissed it as ridiculous, it had been hosted by a journalist he had always emulated. And so Sebastian had been a wizard, dressed in a purple robe with stars and a pointed hat. It’s not that he hadn’t pulled it off, I just liked to needle him when I could. I also liked the idea of a guys’ guy like Sebastian having to walk around with a dog in bedazzled gear. Or maybe I hoped the goofy collar could lessen the pain of our weekly exchange—Here’s the dog back. It’s your turn to take care of this thing we both love like a kid, the dog we got when we were trying to keep our marriage intact.
