Hot SEAL, Hawaiian Nights by Elle James

Author:Elle James [James, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781626952478
Publisher: Twisted Page Inc
Published: 2019-05-27T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Kalea handed Hawk the last plate to dry, reached around him and lifted the stack of dry plates. “I must be daydreaming. Wanna go for a walk when we’re done?”

Still curious about her comment involving castrating steers, Hawk thought it better to let the subject drop. “Sure it’s safe to wander around outside?” He dried the plate, laid it on the stack, and then took them from her. “Lead the way.”

Kalea led him back into the dining room where the china cabinet stood at one end. “My mother ordered this china for their five-year anniversary. She wanted fine dinnerware for when they entertained guests.” She chuckled softly. “They didn’t often have guests. My father prefers to have dinner with just his family.”

“How often does he invite Miss Sanders to have dinner with you two?”

Kalea frowned. “I’m not exactly sure he invites her. I think she invites herself. Perhaps I need to have a talk with her.”

“I’m sure your father can handle his employee.”

Kalea opened the cabinet and held the door while Hawk placed the plates in the stack where they belonged. “Yeah, but he shouldn’t have to handle her.” She closed the cabinet.

“Your father seems like a man who would tell someone how he feels if he felt strongly enough about it.”

“You’re right.” Kalea nodded. “Shall we go out and prove to Clarise and Mr. Beckett that we’re more than just strangers faking a relationship?”

He nodded, held out his arm and waited for her to slip her hand around his elbow. When she did, he realized how much he liked it there and had to remind himself this was all just for show.

They left the house through the back door that led onto the porch.

Mr. Parkman, Clarise and Mr. Beckett were seated, looking out over the pasture with several horses grazing contentedly on fresh green grass.

Clarise had chosen to sit on the porch swing beside Mr. Parkman, while Beckett sat in a seat nearby.

“Going for a walk?” Parkman asked.

Kalea nodded. “It’s a lovely evening.”

“Don’t forget Lani will be here in thirty minutes for your hula lesson.”

Kalea’s body sagged. “Right. I’ll be back in time for it.” She tightened her hold on Hawk’s arm and hurried him down the steps and out toward the barn. Once they were beyond earshot, she shook her head. “Hula lessons. If I hadn’t promised my mother I’d continue the tradition, I’d have given up on the dance a long time ago.”

“Hula?” Hawk laughed softly. “I can’t picture you dancing in front of anyone.”

She stopped short, bringing him to a stop with her. “Why?”

Realizing his mistake, he backpaddled. “Not that I think you’d be bad at it, but it seems odd for someone who’s an expert horsewoman and prefers to be out riding over anything else.”

She drew in a deep breath and let it out. “I do prefer riding to dancing. It’s just that I’ve done the same dance year after year for the annual King Kamehameha celebration. I know it by heart. I shouldn’t have to practice it every year.

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