Max let out a loud woof and went inside, trotting away. Jake's heartbeat turned frantic as he helped Zara get up, trying his best to not entangle his fingers in her hair.
He tried cracking a joke, "Wow, you weigh a lot."
Zara pouted that made her look a hell lot of cuter and Jake wished he hadn't said anything. She got up and surveyed the flowers that were now a little crushed. She extended him a hand without meeting his eyes and after a second, Jake took it and got up.
They entered the small house where Mr Turner was resting on an armchair, reading a book. Jake went in and hugged him, "How are you feeling now?"
Mr Turner replied, "Now, that you are here, I feel okay."
Max barked loudly as if disagreeing with his owner. Mr Turner threw a biscuit in the air and Max leapt out in the air, catching on the treat. "Yeah, you have been an excellent company, Max. There is no doubt about it."
