you, did you?”
Samuel pulled his mind from the gutter and tried to concentrate on Chloe’s conversation.
“You have to admit, it’s not everyday one comes across a woman not only willing, but able to go on long hikes in the forest not long after the crack of dawn. It’s not generally held to be a female accomplishment.”
Slamming the fridge shut, Chloe rolled her eyes.
“Oh please. It mightn’t be important to your little groupies, but some modern women enjoy being fit. Going to the gym is a great pastime many women enjoy nowadays. Trust me, if you go to the gym long enough, no matter how lazy you are, you soon become fit, whether you want to or not.”
Samuel laughed. “Speaking from personal experience?”
“Absolutely. I am the Queen of sitting on the bicycle machines and either reading or watching the latest soap. Who needs all those silly weight-lifting machines anyway? Too much like hard work for me.”
Samuel sat at the bench and watched as Chloe started cracking eggs and laying strips of bacon into the pan. She had unknowingly given him more information in that one scornful sentence than in the long hike they had just taken.
Yet watching her crack eggs into the pan and begin to lay out bacon strips seemed like such a homey scene, Samuel didn’t know if the flutter in his stomach was arousal or panic.
What the hell was he doing? He certainly couldn’t just seduce this woman and cast her aside. Not only would Mary cut off his balls, but Dominic would undoubtedly go a few rounds outside with him as well.
Even with this knowledge hammering the inside of his skull, the thought of not becoming intimate with Chloe had him breaking out in a sweat of panic. For the first time since losing his virginity at the tender age of thirteen, Samuel had no idea what he was going to do or how he was going to go about seducing a woman.
“Helloooo, anyone home? Samuel, are you feeling okay? You’re looking a little pale.”
“I’m fine, just…uh…thinking about a…um…case I’m working on.”
“Case? What are you working on now?”
Samuel perked up, back on well-known territory. Managing to look both offended and outraged at the same time, he clasped a hand over his heart.
“No! Please don’t tell me you have been a part of this family for nearly six months now and no one has told you my life story.”
Chloe returned her attention to the eggs and laughed.
“Matthew only talks about Dominic and how marvelous his computer skills are and how dull college is compared to working with you both. I know you’re a private eye of some sort, so go on and boast away, tell me about this so-interesting case of yours.”
Samuel shrugged and sat back into his seat. Watching Chloe set up the eggs, bacon, sausages and hash browns onto two large plates, he leaned over the counter to take out napkins and cutlery for them both.
“Much of the work we do is fairly regular. Taking photos, following people to gather evidence for custody battles, or to help one party of a divorce get alimony from the other party. Exposing fraudulent worker’s compensation claims, etcetera, etcetera. Dominic, and to a smaller extent Matthew, take care of the more computer side of the business. Searching out hackers, updating and protecting the security company and clients.”
Chloe sat down and indicated for him to dig in. Spearing a mouthful of eggs, Samuel closed his eyes and moaned as they melted on his tongue. He tried to think the last time someone other than his sisters-in-law had cooked for him.
He might be having trouble working out exactly what he wanted with Chloe, but in that instant he knew he would be doing his damnedest to keep her around for a while. Women who cooked, and cooked well in particular, were thin on the ground nowadays.
A man needed priorities, and Chloe’s cooking had instantly leapt right up to the top of his list, directly competing with making her come until she screamed, and having them both fuck
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