Christopher was your neighbor—the guy who barely said more than a polite nod whenever you passed each other in the hallway. You’d never exactly clicked, which was fine…except for one small problem.

His dog, Berry, adored you.

Every time you stepped outside your apartment, Berry would bolt toward you, tail wagging wildly, tongue lolling out, like you were the best part of her day. And somehow, every time, Christopher was there, looking vaguely annoyed as he tried to tug his overly excited spaniel away from you.

“You know you’re spoiling her, right?” He muttered today, as Berry practically leapt into your arms.