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at
her again but he couldn’t seem to help it. She mesmerized him.
It had taken all of his control not to wake her up earlier. They had
been up most of the night making love, so he felt a little guilty.
Okay, not a whole lot—but he wasn’t an animal. Maybe.
    “ What?”
she asked.
    “ Nothing.”
    She shifted her
weight from one foot to the other. “You keep staring at me.”
    “ I like you.”
    “ Really? I
could never tell.”
    He chuckled and
walked to her. He had to kiss her again, had to reassure himself it
wasn’t all a dream. He cupped her face and did just that.
    He pulled back
before he lost control. “So, I hope you like custard French
toast.”
    “ I don’t
know if I’ve ever had it.”
    “ Well, you are
in for a treat.”
    He led her to a
dining chair and waited for her to sit.
    “ Coffee?”
he asked.
    “ I can get
that.”
    He waved her back in
her seat. “No, you sit, relax. You cooked last night.”
    He grabbed a mug,
filled it then grabbed the cream and sugar. It was odd that he knew
more about her than he’d known about most of his girlfriends in
the past. When someone is your lifeline, the one person you can be
honest with during a deployment, you get to know that person really
well.
    He shook away any
deep thoughts today. It had been a long two months and he planned on
making up time. He grabbed the plate of French toast and brought it
to the table.
    “ Prepare to be
wowed.”
    She laughed. “You
would have to do a lot to top last night.”
    He smiled. Sunday
morning, French toast and a sexy woman to share both with.
    Life just couldn’t
get much better.

Chapter Five
    I have three
downfalls: Sugar mixed with cinnamon, antique jewelry and books.
Actually, I could probably do without the first two if I had an
unlimited supply of books. –Kianna

    Kianna sighed as she
slipped another bite into her mouth. Cinnamon, sugar, hazelnuts and
maple syrup danced over her taste buds. She moaned on the second
bite.
    “ Oh, Lord, and
I was ready to be nice about it. I mean, men always think they can
cook, and it turns out that they can’t. But, there is no reason
for lies on this one. That was magnificent.”
    Gianni glanced down
at her plate. “You didn’t finish it.”
    “ You gave me
enough for five people.”
    “ I gave you
about half of what I ate.”
    She frowned. “You’re
younger and you’re a man. What do you have, zero percent body
fat?”
    He shook his head
smiling. “Of course, I did work up an appetite last night.”
    She wanted to tease,
but she wasn’t ever really good at it. Besides, he was making
her uncomfortable the way he was watching her. He had been doing that
since she’d joined him in the kitchen. He looked like he wanted
to just eat her up.
    “ I don’t
think I can eat anymore.”
    “ But you liked
it?”
    “ No, it was
horrible. I gagged on each piece.”
    He laughed. Every
time he did, it tripped her heart up just a little.
    “ So, did your
mother teach you how to cook breakfast like that?”
    “ First, my
mother would point out that is sexist, but since Dad is useless with
anything but a grill and chili, she would give you a pass. We all
know how to cook. Mom thought it was important that we know how to
fend for ourselves. She jokes around that my father was living off
junk food and canned meats when she met him.”
    “ I bet you’re
the best. I don’t know if any of them could make something that
good.”
    “ I would like
to say I am but Vince is the best cook. He really loves to spend time
in the kitchen.”
    “ The Marine?”
    He nodded.
    “ Hard to think
of a Marine in the kitchen cooking. But I guess that would be a case
of me stereotyping.”
    “ I have to say
even after meeting him you would think the same thing. We are more
than the rank and the uniform.”
    “ I think you
proved that last night, PJ.” Then she felt her face heat.
    He threw his head
back and laughed. The happy sound bounced off the walls of the
kitchen. God, he was so