Alace Sweets by MariaLisa deMora

Author:MariaLisa deMora [deMora, MariaLisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: MLK Publishing
Published: 2018-01-09T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Alace

Fingertips lightly resting on the sides of the mug of coffee placed on the counter in front of her, Alace kept her eyes on Eric as he moved around the kitchen. Heat soaked through the heavy ceramic to her skin, and the scent of a full-bodied dose of caffeine wafted to her nostrils, but she chose to ignore those sensory inputs, focusing instead on the way his ass was displayed to perfection in his jeans. “We had a sex-a-thon.” Her blurted statement earned her a glance of his whiskey-dark eyes from over his shoulder, an amused smile crinkling the corners. “What?” She made the mock exclamation with a grin of her own. “We did!”

Spatula in hand, Eric reached out to stir the in-progress scrambled eggs, and Alace was treated to a play of muscles all across his bare back. The time between had changed him in subtle ways. While he hadn’t been soft before, he’d definitely lost a couple of inches around his waist, going from firm to definition, the difference highlighting his physique in an extremely attractive way. Her smile faded as she wondered how she appeared to have changed to him. Better or worse? Ducking her head, she lifted the mug and sipped the hot liquid, grateful to have something to keep her hands busy.

Eric transferred the fluffy, yellow mass from skillet to platter. Bacon was already on the counter in front of her, English muffins toasted and wrapped in a basket at her elbow, and an assortment of jams and jellies set out nearby. Very domestic.

When they’d come downstairs looking for food, Eric had surprised her by offering to cook. One detriment to her decades-long transient lifestyle was a serious lack of skills in the kitchen. She’d never really had a chance to learn, and no overwhelming desire to create an opportunity. Sure, she could do small meals, more than suitable for a single diner, but nothing complicated. Not that eggs and bacon are a complicated dish, but he makes it look so easy.

“We did,” he agreed, placing the eggs on the counter as he moved around to where she sat. “And I—” He cupped her chin in his hand, fingers steadying her face as he swooped in for a kiss. “—loved every minute of it.”

If it seems too good to be true…

For an instant, she was transported back to the SUV on the side of the road, cop in the window and Eric—fucking, fucking Eric—showing he had serious acting chops. She swallowed and tilted her face for another kiss, forcing down the idea before it had a chance to take root. “Me—” She kissed him a third time, settling back to her stool as he lifted, putting slight distance between them. “—too.” This was an unfamiliar mindset and one that didn’t yet sit comfortably on her skin. He knew her name and what she was, and she was sitting in his kitchen as if this were normal when it had jumped the crevasse between ordinary and bizarre the moment he’d shown in that New Mexico forest.

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