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“Everything OK?” he asked, placing a hand on her shoulder from behind and jerking his chin at the spreadsheets.
She nodded. “Yeah. Just some financial stuff for my family.”
He pulled out a pen and mini notebook he’d stashed in his pocket earlier and made a tally mark. She didn’t even notice. He smirked and stuck the items back in his shirt pocket.
“How are your skills in the kitchen?” he asked as he fisted his hand into her hair.
Her hands fell from the keys of her laptop to the belt on her robe, and she slipped it off as he tugged.
“Not great, Sir. But I do have a fucked-up fantasy about the kitchen.”
He raised an eyebrow and bent to kiss her. “Care to share?”
She blushed, but he held her head steady so she couldn’t look away.
“Tell me, Ace.”
She chewed at her bottom lip. “I’m in the kitchen cooking and my Dom drags me off to use me. When he’s done with me, dinner is ruined, so he punishes me for burning our meal.”
He gave a low whistle. “That’s an intense fantasy. I like it.”
She shrugged. “I would probably ruin dinner even without being dragged off and fucked, but that way just seems much more fun.”
“Oh, I agree. Maybe we’ll play with that fantasy sometime. For now, let’s make some sandwiches and talk.”
“More talking?”
He grinned. “Yep. I intend to know you well by the time this month is up, Rylee. Now, into the kitchen with you.”
He gave her ass a playful smack and added another tally mark to his notebook when she didn’t respond the way he wanted her to.
Chapter 9
RyleewatchedasMemphispulled food out of the fridge and pantry. Bread, meats, cheeses, veggies, and condiments all made their way to the counter. She opened cupboards until she found plates and knives.
Together, they made a quick lunch and moved to the table where she put her robe back on and sat close to him.
“How’s work?” she asked around a mouthful of sandwich.
He closed his eyes and toyed with a chip on his plate. “Stressful. I’m experiencing some internal turmoil over a costly mistake someone made, and I’m still trying to clean up the aftermath.”
She didn’t know what any of that meant, but it sounded painful.
“What about you? You’ve been stressed since you got to Vegas and twice now, I’ve heard you mention your family’s finances. Do you need your money early? I can make it happen.”
She shook her head, then paused. “I want to say yes, but I’m also feeling petty. Some of my family’s issues are due to their own mistakes and stupidity. My mom has never been great at managing money, and she’s always being scammed. It’s at least the third time she’s had to be bailed out.”
Memphis frowned. “How did she get scammed this time?”
She took another bite of her sandwich. “Can we please not talk about it?”
“Fine.” He twisted the cap off a bottle of water and raised it to his lips. She watched as he drained half of it before returning to his food.
“What do you want to talk about?” he asked.
She shrugged. “Sorry I’m boring. I just don’t want to burden you with my family drama.”
“It’s OK, Ace. I need to get back into my office for a few hours, anyway. Meet me in the playroom at seven.”
