“I’d love to, but it would be cruel. She has separation anxiety and I’m away a lot.” “I can look after her.” My head snaps up. “You’d have to sleep at my place at away games. Shuffling her back and forth would be harsh and only add to her anxiety.” Bella bites her lip before shrugging. “Okay.” My brain short-circuits. Bella just said yes…to sleeping at my house.
