about this,” he said. “Let’s drop this conversation right now. You go get cleaned up, we’ll order in some food, because you have nothing in the fridge but yogurt and some very questionable eggs, and I ate all your cereal. Tomorrow’s Sunday, and me and the guys were supposed to meet up to play poker at my place. How about I ask them to come here instead? We can all talk.”
“About what?”
“About how we can help you.”
Her mouth fell open in shock. “What? All of you?”
“Honey, do you have any idea who we are and what we can do? What kind of training we’ve had?”
“Um. Sort of.”
“Let me put it this way: if you want four guys to watch you’re back, we’re it. And with Dallas’ resources at his security company, you have direct access to an amazing amount of information. I’ll bet we could find out exactly where this fuck who’s after you is right at this second. You get me? We can get you out of the dark, Kat, put you back in a position of power.”
She thought about that.
“But we can only keep you safe if you level with us.” His eyes were unflinching. “ Everything , Kat. You hear me?”
Kat nodded.
“You agreeing?”
“No. I’m agreeing to think about it.”
“Fine. Let me know before we turn in tonight what you want to do.” Jim grinned at her, and she finally relaxed when she saw that he looked like himself again. “Now, go have a shower. You look like hell, girl. And you want to order Italian or Chinese?”
Chapter Five
Jenny sighed heavily as she climbed out of her car. At about three o’clock that afternoon, her day had gone straight to hell, with a major order getting messed up. She’d spent six hours trying to sort it out, and she was crawling home now, exhausted.
Chris opened the door for her. “Wow. You look wiped out.”
“I am.” She craned her neck as he helped her with her coat. “But it’s all OK now. The order will come in at five a.m. tomorrow, and we’ll still make it.”
“The wedding will get its main course?”
“Yeah.” She rubbed her eyes. “I’ll never use that supplier again though, I swear.”
Chris held out his arms and she stepped in to them with a moan of pleasure as he massaged her shoulders. He kissed her forehead, then pulled back a bit.
“You ate, right?”
Jenny nodded. “Yeah. The awesome thing about owning a restaurant is that even as you’re shouting at five different people on the phone, you can stuff your face between threats and expletives.” She grinned. “And? You don’t even have to clean up after. That’s what kitchen staff is for.”
Chris laughed. “Come on, then. Your bath is ready.”
She looked up at him. “My what?”
“Your bath.” He took her hand. “And dessert.”
“Dessert?”
“Uh-huh. You’ll see.”
He led her upstairs in to the master bathroom. Jenny smiled when she saw the candles and the bath full of bubbles.
“Oh, Chris. It’s perfect. Thank you.”
“Get undressed, baby. Climb in and relax.” He gestured to the counter. “I have some strawberries and wine here, too.”
“You what?” she said.
“Yep. You soak and drink, I’ll feed you.” His eyes were hot. “Sounds good?”
“Oh, yeah. It sounds great.” Her breath was coming faster now. “But I want you to join me.”
“In the tub?”
“Yeah.”
“I’d love to,” he said softly.
They discarded their clothes, and Chris helped her in. The water was warm, fragrant, and Jenny sank down with a groan. He sat down across from her and handed her a glass of wine. Jenny took a sip, closed her eyes, and leaned back against the edge of the large tub. She felt all the tension just seeping out of her body now, and she sipped again.
“Here.” Chris was holding a strawberry. “Open those sweet lips, baby.”
She did and his eyes sparked with desire. It was so erotic, so intimate, him feeding her. She licked his fingertips, and his whole body jolted.
“Another one?” he asked, his voice
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