Noon.
Dixie laid in the grass next to the barn, feeling the wind brush against her fur softly as she closed her eyes.
She felt a paw prod her in the side and looked up.
Cash.
Sitting up, Dixie groomed a paw and glanced at him sideways, "What's up?"
He ignored her question and asked bitterly, "Shouldn't you be with Zach?"
She rolled her eyes.
This dog just wouldn't let it go.
"Actually, I broke up with him yesterday." She shrugged, the black bow on her head bobbing.
Cash's eyes lit up, but he pretended to play it off cool, "Well, that's disappointing." He kicked the dirt to make it more convincing. '
Dixie laughed, "You seem happy about it."
He shook his head, "No, this is actually devastating. You two were so great together."
She smirked, "And you were jealous."
Cash's head snapped up, and he bristled defensively, "I was not!"
Dixie raised an eyebrow, "Of course you weren't. What do you say we get back together?"
He wagged his tail slightly, thinking about it, "Am I the second base now that you don't have Zach?" he narrowed his eye suspiciously.
She shook her head, "I broke up with him because I wanted to be with you."
That was enough of an explanation for Cash. He nuzzled her cheek affectionately, "I'm glad you're back with me, then."
Dixie stood up, waving her tail around.
No doubt about it, she was in heat.
Her scent hit his nose and he gaped, staring at her.
She winked seductively and walked away around the barn, brushing her tail under his chin.
Cash spent the rest of the day rehearsing, but he couldn't concentrate.
He watched only Dixie when they were singing, sending the whole group off key and unable to dance properly.
Afterwards, he met up with Dixie when she was by the food bowls, eating a biscuit.
Cash looked at her seriously, "Don't do that."
She looked up at him, tilting her head, "Do what?"
He growled, "You're driving me insane! You know what you're doing and-and I want you to stop!"
Dixie pushed away the plastic bowl with a paw and smiled smugly at him,
"So? It's not my fault you have a dirty mind."
Cash retorted, "I do not!"
She just shook her head and went away into the trailer, shaking her haunches suggestively as she went.
He watched helplessly, his eye focused on her backside.
Maybe he did have a dirty mind.
Cash waited until it was dusk until he joined the others inside the trailer.
Entering, his eyes immediately darted to the spot where Dixie slept, her tail curled around her body in a soft blanket.
He rolled her eyes, but couldn't help his mind thinking of that.
Cash took his place on the cushion across from her, staring at her.
She was beautiful, he had to admit. Everything on her was perfect.
Her fur, her eyes, her figure. He set his head on his paws and watched her in her slumber, smelling her heat scent from where he was.
Cash shut his eyes tightly, trying to ignore the temptation and fall asleep. After some struggle, he did.
A long, restless sleep.
Cash awoke before anybody else, quickly jumping off his pillow and racing out the trailer.
He sat beside the doors, taking a deep breath. His dreams last night still haunted him. Did he really have that type of mind?
He looked up at the rising sun and sighed.
Well, it was nature, wasn't it? He'd just have to deal with it until it was over.
Cash didn't want puppies until he was sure the dog he was in love with would stay with him forever.
But didn't Dixie used to say something about her being spayed?...No.
NoNoNoNoNo.
Bad dog. Don't think that type of thing. Never ever in a million years will you-his thought bubble burst by the sound of the opening trailer doors.
The dog he wanted to see the least.
Dixie.
She sat beside him and pressed her fur against his, "Mornin' honey."
Cash bit the inside of his mouth when her scent invaded his glands and murmured, "Mornin'."
Dixie smiled innocently, "Did you get a good night's sleep?"
He nodded, closing his eyes. He knew she was obviously teasing him, but he could resist the temptation. Right?
Dixie watched the sky. "Beautiful, isn't it?"
Cash nodded, setting his chin on her head.
He wasn't bigger than her by a lot, but he was slightly taller, he noticed.
And his bulk made him stand out and look a lot huger than he actually was. Dixie had a smaller build, a slender frame that matched her look entirely.
"Cash?" she asked, breaking into his thoughts, "Did you hear me?"
He shook his head, "No, sorry. What did you say?" She brushed her tail along his jawline,
"I said, if you perform well today, I'll give you some of this special loving tonight."
Cash's jaw dropped. He wasn't sure if he was ready for this.
If he wanted it.
But really, he knew he did. "I-"
Dixie cut him off by she stroking his head with her tail then whispered into his ear, "Good doggy."
Something about the way she said it turned him on, and he watched her as she trotted away, her tail high up in the air.
Cash couldn't wait for tonight.