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I couldn’t help teasing him, nodding around the piece of banana I popped in my mouth.“Late-night orgy, you should have come along.”
The wooden spoon clattered and in true Mal fashion, he looked as though he might pop a vein.“Are you…” He gulped.“Are you messing with me?”
I shifted on my stool, crossing one leg over the other so they landed beside his hip. His eyes found them.“Why would I be messing with you?It’s just stuff us actors do.”
“April.” My name was a command I obeyed. Embarrassinglyquickly.
“Jeez, all right. I’m messing with you. Heather called him to arrange a house call.”
“A house call?”
I continued on with my breakfast, scraping the last of the yoghurt from the bowl.“Yes, a vet appointment for my fox.”
“A vet appointment for your fox,” he repeated.
I peered around the room like I was looking for something.“Is it just me or do you hear an echo?”
His entire expression shuttered.“April.”
“My real name twice in one morning, what a treat,” I drolled, giving him a wide berth as I circled around to the sink.
He turned with me, tracking my movements.“Cut the crap, you know exactly how that sounded. What was he really doing here?”
Biting my lip, I gave him my back while I rinsed out the bowl.“Perhaps you should ask him.”
He didn’t pause.“I already have.”
Well, shit.I tried to imagine it, Malcolm calling Callum—going to his house even—demanding to know why he’d been here. My hand clenched around the soapy sponge.“You sound jealous, grumps.” I wiped the bowl out again just to give my shaking hands something to do.
“I’m not… that’s not why I…” His voice was hoarse.“I wanted to make sure everything was all right.”
“And what did Callum tell you?” He was closer now, if I stepped back we would be touching.
“Something I wouldn’t repeat to a lady.” I started to laugh but it cut off in a rough exhale when I felt him. The barest slide of his wide chest, blazing heat beneath thin cotton, tickling my shoulders. His breath stirred the hairs at the nape of my neck which, at his height, could only be possible if he was staring down at me. Both of my hands had sunk beneath the suds, any pretence of cleaning gone. My eyes fell shut and my head rolled back, landing snuggly between the muscles of his chest.We fit. We fit just right.
He groaned. Not aloud, but I felt the rumble of it in his chest. That tortured sound echoed in one ear, his racing heart in the other. My own beat even faster and I felt like it might explode through my chest if I didn’t find a way to slow it.“Princess,”he pleaded.
It took a second to remember how to speak, to make sure the next words from my lips weren’t a command for him to fuck me on the kitchen counter.“I told you… he came to check my fox. Mel C.” His chin must have dipped because I felt the scrape of bristles snagging in my curls. Barely a touch, yet it was more—so much more—than I’d ever felt with anyone else. My eyes rolled. Instead of panting like I needed, I stopped breathing all together. At any moment he would realise what he was doing and draw away.
“Since when do you have a fox?”
How did he sound amused when I… I couldn’t even think straight.“Since… since…”
“Princess.”
“Fuck.” Like it had an express pass to my vagina, the pet name that had annoyed me only last week made the skin between my thighs slicken.
He chuckled like he knew what it was doing to me, the first true laugh I’d ever heard from him. It was sweet and smokey like whisky.
“What the hell is happening?” The voice that came from my lips no longer belonged to me. I felt his chin move again, dipping until his jaw brushed my ear. Hands clamping down on the counter either side of me, caging my body in. I might have whimpered, there was no way of knowing.
“You were telling me about your fox,” he prodded.
My fox.Why did that sound so dirty?“Right… Mel C…”
“Mel C. Is that her name?” His voice rumbled against my skin and my head tilted, completely on instinct. I was no longer in control of this ride.
“Hisname.”
