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heart. She missed Easton so much at that moment that she wanted to scream.
    “Shit, you hate it,” Blake said, looking accusingly at the soy sauce in his hand.
    “No, no,” Kennedy reassured him. “I’m fine with the stir fry.”
    “Fine with it?” Blake cocked his head at her. “Is something going on? Something you want to talk about?”
    “Just make the darn food already,” she said, and playfully slapped him on the shoulder.
    “Okay, okay.” He started making the food, humming and then finally singing at full volume while he cooked.
    Kennedy was entertained by his antics, and he was managing to distract her from her loneliness—at least, a little bit.
    They sat down to eat and Kennedy took her first bite with Blake watching anxiously. “It’s really good,” she assured him, but the truth was that his stir-fry was on the bland side. It was edible, and she was happy and thankful he’d made it for her, but it was just another reminder of what she was missing.
    Easton’s food had been absolutely scrumptious, delicious and hearty. And then on top of that great food Easton had made for her, he’d sat down and she’d gotten to stare into his eyes during the meal.
    Blake seemed to sense her dissatisfaction, but he accepted it gracefully. “You might not want any wine, but I’m in the mood,” he told her, opening a bottle and pouring himself a glass. He took a few sips and then sat back, appraising her. “You’re going to drive yourself crazy, Kennedy.”
    “What do you mean?” she asked, stirring rice around on her plate.
    “I mean, it’s obvious that you’re heartbroken. Why don’t you just call the guy?”
    “Because,” she said. “It doesn’t work that way. And I thought we’d agreed not to mention him anymore.”
    “You said I wasn’t allowed to speak his name. And I didn’t.” Blake flashed a smile.
    Kennedy sighed. “I don’t know what to do,” she admitted.
    “Why don’t you let me help you figure it out? Now that we’re friends and all.”
    She looked at him suspiciously. “How can I trust you?”
    “Look, I learned my lesson,” Blake told her. “I understand that you don’t have those kinds of feelings for me and I accept it completely. We’re just friends and nothing more.”
    Kennedy took a bite of rice and bland chicken and swallowed it down, nodding. “Okay, then.” She twirled her fork back and forth thoughtfully. “I know that I love Easton, but I’m not sure he respects me. And I don’t think I should be with someone who doesn’t respect me.”
    “What makes you think he doesn’t respect you?”
    She put her fork down and gave him a look. “You don’t think he respects me, either. That’s why you were so insistent that I should stop seeing him.”
    Blake shook his head. “I told you, that’s in the past. I’m turning the book to a clean page, and I’m not making any assumptions about Easton Rather or your relationship with him.”
    “Well…” Kennedy said, trying to think about the question.
    The thing of it was, she needed to talk her feelings through with someone. She couldn’t get Easton out of her head, and Blake was one of the very few people she could discuss it with.
    As crazy as it might have been, she decided to open up to him.
    “Easton and I had a certain type of relationship,” she began, speaking hesitantly, watching Blake’s reaction.
    “What type of relationship is that?”
    “I guess you’d call it, like a master slave kind of deal,” she said.
    Blake started to laugh, then saw the look on her face and stopped laughing immediately. “You’re serious,” he said.
    “Yes.” She bit her lip. “If you pass judgment on me about this, Blake—so help me—“
    “Jeez, I’m not doing anything, Kennedy. You’re so testy, so ready to jump down my throat at the first sign of anything.”
    “Yeah, well, I have good reason after the way you acted.” She gave him another frown and then relented. “I’m sorry, Blake. I’m