Newton was happily munching away on Kate’s cap. “Good dog!” he said on a laugh. “I would make you buy me another,” Kate muttered, yanking her dress back up, “except that you’ve already spent a fortune on me this week.” This amused him. “I have?” he inquired mildly. She nodded. “I’ve been shopping with your mother.” “Ah. Good. I’m sure she didn’t let you pick out anything like that.” He motioned toward the now mangled cap in Newton’s mouth.
