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“I love it. I’m not all that great at doing it, but I’m learning.”

“You’ll have to show me some of your work sometime.”

“I’d love to.”

There was something about the way he was looking at me that caught me by surprise. It wasn’t like before. It wasn’t lust or intrigue. I saw a glimmer of something much deeper than that, and that was something I was beginning to think I would never see. I held his gaze for a moment, then turned my attention back to the enormous amount of food on the table. “I still can’t believe you bought all this.”

“Don’t worry. It won’t go to waste.”

I nodded, then we both went back to eating. When neither of us could take another bite, we gathered all of the remaining containers of food and placed them back into the bag. I thought he was going to put them in the fridge until he started for the door and said, “I’ll be right back.”

He disappeared out the door and returned ten minutes later empty-handed. “What did you do with all that food?”

“Took it to a couple of homeless guys who hang out a couple of blocks down.”

“That was very sweet of you.”

“Again, with the sweet.” He shook his head. “I already told ya. I’m anything but sweet.”

We walked over to the sofa and sat down as I told him, “Okay, then, it was verythoughtful.”

“Ummm…” He grimaced. “Not sure about that either.”

“You fixed my fan and my door. And you brought me dinner. That was thoughtful.”

“I think that’s a stretch.”

“Are you kidding?” I gave him a teasing shove on the shoulder. “It’s the kind of thing that romance novels are made of.”

“You’re pushing now.”

He was right. I was pushing, but the annoyed look on his face spurred me on. “Forbidden Heartsis an emotional tale of love, loyalty, and... unrequited love.”

“Oh, good grief.”

“Readers will be captivated by the profound connection between a damaged man and the beautiful, sultry woman who tempts him at every turn.”

“Sultry, huh?”

“It’s a romance book, Wrath. It’s gotta have some spice.” I clear my throat, then continue, “On one fateful night, the two lost souls stop resisting the pull they feel towards one another and discover an undeniable connection.”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure I saw that on the Disney channel last week.”

I sighed with frustration, then muttered, “I give up.”

“Already?” He sounded a little disappointed as he said, “You didn’t get to the spice.”

“There’s no spice on the Disney channel, Wrath.”

“Oh, well. I guess we’ll have to make some of our own.”

He slipped his arm around my waist, pulling me over to his lap, and the second his mouth landed on my neck, I knew he was going to give a whole new meaning to spice.

CHAPTER13

Wrath

“Why do we always meet here?”

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