The dogs were perfect for them. Personalities of their own and more than enough entertainment. A tennis ball, frisbee and a back yard was just about all the four of them needed on a clear summer night.

Gabriel bent to kiss his forehead, fingers stroking through his hair gently. "Hold off as long as you need to, babe. Because we need you here too. All three of us."

Murphy whuffed his agreement, crawling into Sam's lap, tail banging on his legs as he did so. If Sam was staying on the floor, then it was dogpile time.