“What can I do for you?” He gave me a smile.
“I was wondering if it would be possible to cook something myself?”
“I can cook for you,” he said, almost defensively.
“No disrespect, Mr. Potter, but I’m craving some tacos and I have the perfect recipe,” I said.
He stared at me like he suspected I had an ulterior motive.
“I seriously just want some tacos, queso and I’d kill for a margarita.” I wasn’t above pleading for tacos.
“Leave me a list and I’ll see if I can get it for you,” he said, with a smirk.
I squealed, launching myself at him for a hug, expecting to go through him. But when I hugged a firm body, I was pleasantly surprised, and I felt a familiar comfort that I only felt with Gerard.
“Thank you,” I said, tearing up.
He patted my back before we separated.
“I’ll let you know what I can find,” He smiled.
“Ok,” I said, pulling out my notebook from my bag to write my list of things I would need.
“Leave it on the counter. I’m going to set up a tray that you can take to the library with you.” He left the kitchen to go into the dining room.
I left the list on the counter, picked up the tray and made my way to the library a little less nervous. The tray had two plates with lamb, polenta and asparagus, with a slice of pie that smelled so good that I wanted to eat it before I ate the lamb.
I turned the corner, seeing Lucien looking at a book while he leaned against the arm of the sofa. My heart skipped a beat, admiring how damn handsome he was and how he made me feel yesterday, making sure I finished.
You can’t get attached.
My stomach soured at the thought because I’m sure once they were free or I left, that would be the end of us. I wasn’t letting that ruin this though. It was damn time for me to have some fun even if it had an expiration date.
He looked over at me as I made my way over to him. I gave him my best smile when he stood up, setting the book down, waiting for me. Lucien looked eager and when I walked up to him, he took the tray, setting it down quickly and pulled me in for a kiss that made me squirm in his embrace for more.
“Kit Kat, keep doing that and I’m going to take you again right here.” He nipped at my neck. “You didn’t scream my name yesterday, so I’m willing to try again.”
I bit my lip, imagining another orgasm like yesterday. As much as I wanted to experience that again, I was still sore.
“Come on, our food is getting cold, I have more candies for you to try and I want to get a little more research done,” I said, giving him an innocent kiss before his mind ran wild, even though mine was thinking of all the things I wanted to do to him.
All the things I wanted to show him.
* * *
“Ms. Katarina, this smells amazing,”Mr. Potter said, looking over my shoulder as I put the fajitas on a plate so I could take them out to the dining room.
“Thanks,” I said, grabbing the plate and another plate of the tortillas.
I laid out everything, so it was buffet style with your choice of fajitas or shrimp tacos. I also made guacamole, salsa, Mexican rice and queso to go with the tacos.
Mr. Potter snuck me into the kitchen about an hour ago and I had been worried the entire time that one of them would find me in here, but Mr. Potter assured me I would be safe. I needed to see if he could sneak me into the library; it wasn’t the sneaking around that was hard, but where would I hide if they found me?
It was just after three when I heard someone enter the front door. Relief flooded through me when I saw it was Lucien, in all his beautiful nakedness. He smiled as soon as he saw me, instantly making me shy that I just cooked for them.
Them?
I cooked enough for all of us, not liking the feeling of leaving one of them out of food; I wasn’t a total asshole.