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she stared at him.
    “Eat. You’ve been without food all day,” he grumbled. It was his fault. She couldn’t be expected to get something in his kitchen.

 
     
    NINE
     
    Kira glanced at the bowl of stew and rolls. Everything smelled so good. She cleared her throat and picked up a roll, taking a bite. It melted in her mouth.
    She moaned, chewing on the bread and loving how buttery it was. “Did you make this?”
    He sat on the edge of the bed. “You sound surprised at the idea a man could make something edible.”
    She snorted, picking up her lemonade. It was sweet and tart and perfect. “No. But come on, how many men do you know who can cook and do it well?”
    He shrugged. “All of my friends know how to cook.”
    Her jaw fell open and her eyes widened. “All of them?”
    He nodded. “Why? Is that uncommon?”
    She spooned in her first taste of stew. It was good. It was damn good. And he was hot? There had to be something wrong with him. Her shoulders dropped. He probably had a small penis. “Yes. I’ve yet to meet a man who didn’t expect a woman to cook for him.” She licked the spoon and went for a second scoop. “Those who think they know? They don’t know shit. They will make you a sandwich, dirty every plate, and then expect you to clean up after them.”
    “What kind of men have you had in your life?” he asked, his voice a rough growl.
    “A bunch of narcissistic pricks. Does that answer your question?” She picked up the second roll and went back to eating.
    “Why were you interested in finding the owners of Raging Falls?”
    She licked her lips and continued eating. “A business proposition. Peter, the current person in charge of Rakida,” she said, hating the words but had to use them since Peter was in charge, “wants Raging Falls. The dickhead won’t leave me alone until I find out who owns it and get him the information.”
    “It doesn’t matter who owns it,” he growled. She wondered what kind of shifter he was. The angrier he got, the more she wanted to find out. His eyes changed from the ice blue she’d been captivated with to a bright gold. It reminded her of her mother’s engagement ring in a beautiful canary diamond. “The owners won’t sell.”
    She nodded, more excited with his features than the words coming out of his mouth. She’d never seen a shifter…well, shift. Not even close. In fact, she’d never even met one. Oh, sure, she knew they existed, but she led such a workaholic life with little time to socialize, that she’d never gone out to meet shifters. That was sad. Her lack of a life had kept her from seeing what Luke was doing before.
    “It’s just a business offer,” she mumbled, placing the tray on the night table and sipping more of the lemonade. “If they don’t want it, they can just say no.”
    He clenched his jaw and leaned forward. Instead of being worried, she put her glass down and sat up straighter. There was an invisible pull from Luke. She found herself leaning forward and staring deep into his eyes. “They’ve rejected the offers before. Your boss doesn’t know when to leave well enough alone.”
    Her breaths started coming faster. Even her heart sped up. She licked her lips. Her attention focused on his face. His features had changed. There was a wild fire in his eyes. She raised a hand to touch his cheek. “This is amazing.”
    He stopped. The anger she’d seen in his eyes fled, replaced by a new light. Hunger. Need. Lust.
    Oh, my.
    “Do you know what’s amazing?” he asked quietly.
    Something told her not to ask, but fuck it. “What?”
    “That you’re in my bed, so wet and hot and I’m still hanging on to my control.” He glanced at her lips. “Barely.”
    She gasped. “I’m not wet.”
    His lips lifted into a know-it-all grin. “Oh, you’re soaked, darling.” He slid on top of the bed, prowling towards her. “Your pussy’s slick and desperately begging for my cock.”
    Shiiiiit. He was a mind reader. She had no