Michaela’s POV.
I limp through the front door and I fight the tears in my eyes as Samson comes into view and he whines, knowing something is wrong.
I drop to my knees before I move to my ass and remove the shoes from my feet as my gorgeous big fawn boy with his black muzzle moves closer whining on his belly as he crawls closer to me and I grab his collar and pull his neck to my face as I wrap my arms around him and let the floodgates open.
Samson stays with me, and he whines and tries to lick my face. When I pull back and take his face in my hands and I kiss his nose.
“I love you Samson. You always make me feel better.” I say as I scratch behind his floppy ears, and he licks my face free of tears and licks my bruised cheek. I sigh and sniffle as I look around the foyer of my home and h
