Devon by Kathi S. Barton

was a little vague, even for him.” His lights flashed over the fence as he turned the corner. It wasn’t until Jamie started barking like he saw something that he stopped. Even before he could get out of his car, Jamie had taken off. Christ, that was all he needed. His dog hurt too. It had been raining for over two hours. Not the kind of soft gentle rain they got this time of year, but a downpour. Devon was worried that she might have fallen and the roads, which tended to flood for very little reason, might have given her a slip. When he saw the light colored clothing at the side of the road and his dog standing over it, Devon took off running. He was sure he’d found her, but he wasn’t sure about the pretty part. Her face and hair were covered in mud, her clothing was drenched, and he could see that she’d lost one of her shoes. Picking her up in his arms, he realized how slight she was and hurried her to his car. When he had the interior light on, he could see the blood on her face. Pulling out his phone, he called Riley. “I’ve found her. She’s hurt herself. I’m closer to my house so I’ll take her there and mend her.” Riley was nearly sobbing in relief. “She’s breathing well and she’s not hurt anywhere but a nice bump on her head. I’m sure she’ll be fine.” “Please ring me should you need anything. Poor thing. I should have called you sooner.” Devon thought that might have been good too as it was nearing midnight, but said nothing. “You take her on home and I’ll come up to see