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Her eyelids were heavy with desire and her lips were plump from his kisses.
“Yeah, I was so worried about that.”
“You are too cocky for your own good, you know that?”
“I’ve been told it a time or two, yeah.” He grinned.
When Kirsty was done scowling at him, it seemed like she wasn’t sure what to do next. He watched as she tried to figure it out.
“I could use a drink,” he said when he lost patience. “If you have one?”
She looked to heaven and muttered something under her breath.
“Of course, what would you like?”
“What have you got?”
Kirsty grimaced.
“Everything,” she said as she walked into the kitchen. “I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I got everything.”
She signalled to the counter and, sure enough, there was a bottle of pretty much everything he’d come across in the local supermarket. He lifted one of the cartons.
“Guava juice?”
“Panic buy,” she said as she opened a cupboard high on the wall and came out with two glasses, one for juice and one for wine. She handed both to him.
Lake grinned at her.
“You really don’t have folk over to dinner that often, do you?”
Her beautiful green eyes blinked at him, then she swallowed hard.
“You’re the first,” she said.
Lake stilled, holding the glasses.
“First?”
“You’re the first man I’ve ever invited up here,” she said, and turned away to stir something on the stove, as though her confession was nothing.
Lake felt his chest expand as he poured himself some guava juice. He was the first. Kirsty looked over her shoulder at him nervously. She smiled when she saw what he was drinking.
“Thought I’d give it a try, seeing as you went to so much trouble.” He gestured towards the counter top. “I’ve got a lot to get through.”
She laughed a deep, throaty laugh that made the nerves in his body zing. Suddenly, making her laugh again went up his list of priorities for the evening.
“What’s for dinner?” he said as he perched on one of the stools beside the breakfast bar.
“Steak,” she said. “Men like steak.”
He grinned at her back.
“They do,” she said over her shoulder. “Right?”
“Men love steak.”
Her shoulders relaxed at his words, which made him wonder just how many dates Kirsty had been on.
