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Biting off a sigh, she left the office and went to open the door.
“I’m not going to apologize.” He told her firmly, closing the door behind him.
“I never expected you to.”
“How are you? I brought you some of the Coq au Vin. You left without eating.”
“It smells good.” She relented enough to turn and lead him into the kitchen. “I’m fine. I don’t need you hovering.”
“You’re going to have to put up with it.” Pushing her gently onto the stool, he went to get a bowl.
“I was rude.”
“Really?” He tilted a brow at her as he handed her the meal.
“You make me so mad that I can’t think straight.” Digging the spoon in, she took a bite and closed her eyes in appreciation. “Thanks for bringing me this.” She watched as he sat across from her. “You can’t expect me to move with you tonight.”
“It’s the afternoon which gives us enough time to pack your stuff. All you need are your clothes-“ His green eyes wandered over the sweater she’d changed into. “Or not. If most of them look like that, you might as well toss them.”
She bristled, her eyes throwing daggers at him. “These are very comfortable and it’s not like I go anywhere that much.”
“That’s going to change.”
“Why?”
“I have every intention of taking you out.”
“I’m not a very social person.”
“I never noticed.” Abandoning his seat, he came around to lift her chin.
“I'm in this one hundred percent.”
“I don’t need you crowding me.”
“I’ll try my best not to.” Planting a kiss on her forehead, he stepped back and gestured for her to finish the meal. “I’ll go and start the packing.”
“I need to sort through- “
“Eat.” He kissed her again. “I know what I’m doing, and it has to be done today as I have meetings to attend.” He ran a hand over her hair, letting his touch linger.
“We’re going to be fine.”
“How do you know?” She demanded.
“Because we get along so well.” He laughed at her frown. “We got this. You’ll see.”
Chapter 8
“You should have called me.” He chided.
“And say what? I’m feeling sick and having back pains?” She eased up against the pillows and arched her back.
“Precisely. Turn around.”
“You don’t have to-“ She grunted when he turned her onto her stomach. Lifting the robe, he poured the cream into his palm and started rubbing it into her skin.
“You didn’t have to come running home.” She closed her eyes and had to acknowledge that his touch was soothing. “It would have eased eventually. I know you’re working on that Emerson deal.”
