“Thats … him?”
Cade nodded with a smug smile on his face. “Yep. That’s Mark. With little Jade.”
“Can the dog walk or is it missing its legs?” I asked.
Cade blinked and screwed up his forehead. “Huh?”
”He’s carrying his dog in a backpack. Don’t you think that’s a little … precious?”
Cade shrugged. “I think it’s kind of cute actually.”
Cade’s tone became a little pointed. “Dog and backpack aside, you gotta think Mark’s pretty hot, right?”
I looked at Cade’s phone again, holding it at all angles and trying to see what Cade was seeing. “Well…the dog kinda wrecks it for me. All I can think of is this hot guy talking baby talk to his precious little poodle or whatever the fuck it is.”
“It’s a yorkie, actually. God, you are fucking weird and cynical as shit,” Cade said, not even trying to hide his annoyance. “I don’t know why I showed this to you.”
He grabbed his phone back and shoved it in his pocket. “Mark’s the sweetest guy I’ve ever met and if you can’t get over the fact that he babies his dog, you’re alot more judgemental than I though.”
“Want to go get Subway?