Page 56 of Saddled in Secrets
“Don’t underestimate my desire to please you.”
A muffled moan slips free when she shoves the bite into her mouth. “Keep this up and I might marry you by the end of the year.”
I freeze, not even daring to breathe. “Don’t say shit like that unless you mean it.”
She huffs and rolls her eyes. “I wouldn’t say shit like that unless I meant it.”
“Careful what you say next, Princess.” My body is tense and ready to launch across the space between us.
“Unless I flash a green light, you’re not going to maul me. Unfortunately,” she grumbles.
“Don’t tempt me.” After a warning rumble, I force myself to stay seated.
Bianca winks like a sassy brat. “Do you know your love language?”
“Not a damn clue.”
“I’m not sure which one this covers, but I think it checks all the boxes.” She hovers her fork over the plate before settling on more hash browns.
“Would’ve cooked for you a lot sooner,” I rasp.
“It’s not just the food. You’re very…” She purses her lips while searching for the right word.
Meanwhile, I scoot to the edge of my chair. A silent plea moves my lips as she finds it.
“Convincing.”
“Is that all?” I’m desperate for more.
“No, I’m beginning to realize you’re very complex. Much like my developing feelings for you.”
My dick is ready to punch through my zipper to reach her. “Gonna give me a chance, Princess?”
“Close to considering it.” She tips her head sideways. “What’s your favorite thing to eat for breakfast?”
“I’m not picky.”
“That wasn’t the question.”
My eyes lower to the mug in my grasp. “Toast and coffee.”
She laughs. “Easy enough. You can have tomorrow morning off.”
“You’re going to cook for me?”
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Toast is very basic and requires zero skill.”
“Might burn the bread,” I mumble.
“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” Bianca squirms, but abruptly stops. A wince pinches her features.
I’m on my feet in the next second. “What’s wrong?”
She startles at my extreme reaction. “It’s just my back. Nothing major.”
My gaze scours over her, looking for visible injuries. “You’re sore?”
Her hip rotates in circles on the chair. “I’ll be fine.”
