Daddy Patrol by Sharon de Vita

Author:Sharon de Vita [Sharon De Vita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781459228313
Google: -JEUwKoAIuEC
Amazon: B006L2ZHPO
Barnesnoble: B006L2ZHPO
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2003-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

“Boys, I’m home,” Mattie called as she wearily let herself in the front door. The heavenly scent of something cooking assaulted her and she nearly swooned. She still hadn’t eaten a morsel all day and her empty stomach was protesting loudly. “Boys?”

“This boy’s in the kitchen,” Joe called from the kitchen.

After peeling off her suit jacket and dropping it on a dining-room chair, Mattie went into the kitchen, drawn by Joe’s voice and the heavenly aroma.

“Hi,” she said with a grin. He turned from the stove to grin back.

“Hi yourself.” His gaze studied her for a moment, then one eyebrow lifted in question. “Rough day?”

“Boy, that would be an understatement.” Nervous, she slipped her hands into the pockets of her jeans, then glanced around. “Where are the boys?”

“Upstairs in their room. They’ve been so quiet, I think they’re plotting to overthrow the government.”

“Which one?” she asked with a laugh, stepping closer to him and the stove.

“I don’t think they’re particular.”

“What smells so wonderful?” she asked suspiciously, trying to see what he was stirring. At the moment, she was standing so close to him, the only thing she could smell was his magnificent male scent. It almost made her weary legs weaker.

“Dinner,” he replied, blocking her view with his body.

“Dinner?” One eyebrow lifted and she gave him an arch look, trying to see past him. “Should I call the paramedics now? Or wait until after we’ve eaten?”

“Hey, hey, no fair. I didn’t cook it.” Turning to her with a wooden spoon in his hand, he grinned. “I just warmed it up.”

“Warmed it up?” She stepped around him, lifted the cover on the pot and inhaled deeply. “Spaghetti sauce?” She glanced up at him, aware that he was mere inches from her. Close enough for her to feel his body heat.

“Yep. Gina’s specialty. There’s chicken Parmesan warming in the oven, along with garlic bread. The boys and I tossed a salad—and I do mean tossed in the literal sense, so be careful where you step,” he added with a laugh, making her glance down at the floor. “I’ve got a bottle of Chianti open and waiting, and as soon as the water boils and the pasta cooks we can eat.”

“Joe.” Moved, she shook her head, not certain what to say. “You didn’t have to do this,” she said softly, forcing herself to meet his gaze in spite of what it did to her pulse. “I could have made dinner when I got home. I told you that.”

“Yeah, I know.” Lifting a finger, he brushed a stray strand of hair from her cheek. “But it was no big deal. When I took the boys to get their uniforms, Gina offered to send dinner over. I may be a culinary idiot, but I’m not a fool. I’m not about to look a gift horse in the mouth.”

Impulsively, she leaned forward and gently touched her lips to his. “Thank you. I really appreciate it, especially tonight.”

He slid his arm around her waist to hold her in place.

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