“I love him.” Nero’s face breaks into one of those far-too-cute smiles. “Just like that?” A damp nose nudges against my hand, and I turn my head back to look at Toto. “Just like that.” “You love him as much as you love me?” The dog shoves his way between us, circling around me, his tail in a full wag, his lithe body bending with every swish. I grin. “More.”
