Page 21 of Forbidden Passion

“I can help.”

He shook his head. “No, I’ve got it.”

“I can at least take my bag. It’s not heavy at all.”

He looked like he was going to say no, but then just nodded. “That’s fine.”

He followed her up the stairs and stood off to the side while he unlocked the door. He motioned her in first and then followed.

“The kitchen is back here, Angel.”

She set down her bag and followed. Dominik had set the bags down on the counter.

“I’ll be right back,” he said.

Tessa started to unload the bags and set everything in groups. He came back and dropped more bags down.

He came back the third time. “This is it.”

She grinned. “I would hope so. Is there going to be enough room in the refrigerator and cupboards for this?”

He chuckled. “We’ll figure it out.”

“Where does everything go?” she asked.

He opened a few of the top cupboards. “I shove what I can in here, and there’s also a pantry right there,” he said and pointed at a smaller-sized door.

She walked over and opened it, finding it so cluttered she knew she would never be able to find anything. It was bigger than she expected, but she knew if something wasn’t done, she’d never use it.

He must have caught her look of dismay because he just pulled her into his arms.

“Angel, I want you to arrange this any way you want. I didn’t know how to organize it, so I tossed shit everywhere. Wealso have a freezer on the back porch.”

She glanced at the refrigerator/freezer in the kitchen and had never seen one so large. “Are you sure you don’t mind?”

He laughed. “Mind? Hell, no. I’d appreciate you taking over. I’m afraid you’ll find cans that expired years ago because I didn’t know they were here.”

“Put the frozen things in the freezer in the back. I’ll organize that last,” she said.

He grabbed the things and walked off. By the time he got back, she had cleared out a few of the cupboards and set the things on the kitchen table to be sorted.

She glanced over to see his expression of dismay and laughed.

“Are you sure you want to deal with this?” he asked.

“You’re going to think I’m weird, but I love organizing.”

He smirked. “Yeah, that’s a bit weird, but thank God you do.”

She smacked his arm as she passed him for more things.

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

She looked at his expression and had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at the confusion and dismay on his face. “No, I’d like to do it myself. Do you have work to do?”

“Hell, yeah, there’s always paperwork to do and things around the house to get done.”

“Then go do that. I’ll work in here and make a quick lunch in a few hours for us.”

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