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“Yum, sounds great,” I enthused.

Suddenly overcome with gratitude for the effort he’d gone to for me for our date, I put my drink down and raced over to where he stood at the counter.

“Thank you for today. It’s been the best date I’ve ever had,” I murmured, sliding my arms around him from behind.

“The pleasure was all mine. Really.” I heard the smile in his voice, and I stood on my toes, dropping a kiss on the back of his neck, making him shiver.

“Hey, no distracting the chef. This is a delicate operation. My hands are covered in uncooked food.”

“Sorry. Well, not really.” Running my hands up and down his torso, I felt his muscles flex under my touch.

“You’re so sexy.” I sighed into his back.

“Is that so?” he asked, amusement in his voice. “Now, while I fucking love you touching my body, I can’t return the favour at the moment, even though I really, really want to get my hands on you.” I let one of my hands drift lower, over the obvious bulge. His dick twitched against my palm, and I licked my lips.

“Baby.” His voice was a pained groan. “Feel what you did to me? You want to hold that thought for later when we can make the most of it? Let’s get this dinner out of the way, and you’re all mine for the rest of the night.”

“I’m holding you to that promise. Hurry up.”

“Dinner’s ready,” Luke announced, carrying our plates to the table.

I sat down, sniffing appreciatively. “Luke, this is amazing.” I eyed my full plate, my stomach rumbling. Fragrant saffron, paprika, and chorizo wafted through the air, tantalising my taste buds.

“Dig in.”

I needed no encouragement, taking a huge forkful of the steaming rice.

“Mmm, this is so good.” I groaned in appreciation when I’d finished chewing.

“I told you it’d be the best meal you’d ever eaten.” He smirked, clearly pleased with himself.

“So modest.” I laughed. “I can’t wait to see what we have for dessert.”

“I’m serving dessert in the bedroom.” His grin was devious.

“Oh, I see. Well, you won’t get any complaints from me.” Batting my lashes at him, I bit my lip, my tone sultry.

He shifted in his seat, eyes darkening, and I knew I’d got to him.

“Stop talking and keep eating, otherwise we won’t finish the meal I slaved over,” he commanded in a low voice.

“Yes, sir.”

“Sir, hmm?” His tone held a teasing note. “Want to do a bit of role play later?”

“Maybe.” I gave a casual shrug, pretending to think about it. “Let’s see where the night takes us.”

“You’re killing me, baby.” He groaned. “Hurry up and finish your food so I can take you to bed.”

I wasn’t going to say no to that.

22

Olivia

The next few weeks passed in a blissful haze of dates, sex, and hours of talking, getting to know everything about each other. Luke hadn’t mentioned anything about making ou

r relationship official, and I would never, ever, have put that kind of pressure on him, but I could admit to myself that I’d completely fallen for him. The thought of either of us with anyone else was unbearable, but I didn’t say anything out loud, knowing how he found commitment difficult, and he still insisted we were friends with benefits. At this point, though? It was obvious to everyone that we were more than that, but he would still have denied it.

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