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“Something I learned when I started cooking. Kitchen work is murder on my hands, so I use rubber gloves. They’re hot and sweaty, but my hands stay silky smooth.” She cocked her head. “Why am I explaining this to you exactly?”
“You don’t owe me any explanation. I get the gloves. It’s just…”
“Just what?”
“Marjorie Steel wearing rubber gloves. It’s like the ultimate paradox.”
She huffed. “I get the feeling that was an insult.”
“Not at all. You’re just so beautiful, so glamorous. The rubber gloves are the ultimate contradiction to that.”
She swallowed. “You think I’m beautiful and glamorous?”
“I have eyes, don’t I?”
She softened and peeled off the gloves slowly. Damn. My groin tightened. Removing rubber gloves, and she made it look like she was on stage, stripping.
Once revealed, her hands were smooth with slender fingers, nails painted red. Classic and perfect.
Long fingers that could so easily wrap around my bulging cock…
Damn.
Her cheeks pinked. Had she read my thoughts? No. She was reacting to my “beautiful and glamorous” comment.
I cleared my throat. “I have to be going.”
“Did you and Talon have a nice talk?”
Did she know what her brothers were up to? Of course she did. She was a quarter owner of the ranch.
“Yeah,” I mumbled.
“I hope you’ll consider their offer, Bryce. We need you here.”
Talon had said the same thing, but it was a lie. The Steels didn’t need me. My son did. My mother did.
“I don’t actually know what the offer is yet. Tal said he wanted to wait until all three of them could talk to me.”
She pulled at the rubber gloves she still held. “Believe me. It’s an offer you won’t be able to refuse.” Again, she echoed Talon’s words. “It would be nice…”
“It would be nice…what?”
“It’d be nice to have you around here more.” She continued to fidget with the gloves. “That’s all.”
I nodded. What could I say?
Her bottom lip trembled a bit. Just a bit, but I noticed. Kiss me. Kiss me. The slight tremble echoed the words.
I tried to hold back. Truly I did.
To no avail.
My lips came down upon hers.
Chapter Five
Marjorie
