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Dinner was waiting when she got out of the bath.

Chicken nuggets and fries.

Her tummy growled happily.

“You didn’t empty the bath yourself, did you?”

She shook her head. He’d ordered her to leave all of that when he’d told her to get out for dinner.

“Good girl.”

Shoot. She thought she would do anything if it meant that he would keep calling her that.

“Sit down.” He’d put some cushions on the floor by the coffee table. She plopped down on one and stared at the food hungrily. She’d felt sure that she wouldn’t eat any dinner tonight, that her stomach would be too tied up in knots. But after relaxing in a bath, then coming out to chicken nuggets . . . well, she was feeling a whole lot better.

She reached for a fry, only to have him block her hand.

“I can’t have?” Shoot. What was that? “I mean, I can’t have one? Do you want them?” Maybe he’d bought them for himself.

“Of course you can have one,” he replied. “You can have anything you want to eat at this table. But I want to check the temperature first. If it’s too hot, it could burn you.”

Too hot? It was probably going cold by now. She watched as he tested the temperature of a French fry against his lips before nodding in satisfaction. “It’s good. Now open.”

She opened her mouth without thinking and he slipped the French fry inside.

It was almost like their mouths were touching.

All right . . . that was a bit of an exaggeration. But it still made her insides dance with happiness.

Then he did the same thing with a chicken nugget.

Seriously. This man was a dream.

“I can feed myself,” she reluctantly told him. “You should eat.”

He eyed her. “I want to see all of that meal eaten, understand?”

“I don’t think I can eat all of it.”

“All. Of. It. Or you’re going to be in trouble. You’ve barely eaten today.”

Huh. She took it back. Turned out he was more of a nightmare.

So mean.

“And if you’re a good girl and eat all your dinner, I have a treat for you.”

She perked up at that. “Ice cream?”

“Not ice cream.”

“Chocolate?” she asked.

“Nope.”

Well. What was left?

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