Jack by J S Striker

Author:J S Striker [Striker, J S]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

As far as nightcaps went, this wasn’t a bad one: home-cooked dinner, dessert, and a bottle of red wine, one he’d been hankering to give a try but just didn’t want to drink alone. Kit wasn’t much of a wine fan, but she was a big enthusiast of his steak and apple cobbler—which, he supposed, made this a pretty successful turn from earlier’s troubles.

Jack watched Kit sit on his kitchen stool, contentedly savoring the apple cobbler she was close to finishing. Her earlier shower had washed off her makeup, and now she was in one of his gray shirts. Her hair was in a side bun, and her lips were slid up in a playful smile.

She was the epitome of relaxed, her ability to always bounce back was something that fascinated him. Seeing her enjoyment over a simple meal helped him relax, too, and he let the wine follow it up.

“You didn’t tell me you made amazing, home-cooked dinners, especially cobblers,” she said, tone accusatory and playful.

He raised a brow. “Was I supposed to tell you?”

“Hell, yes.” Kit came to the last bite, licking her spoon with gusto. His eyes followed the movement, while his brain told him to look away. Both warred, and nothing helped as his stomach clenched in response. “Because if you told me, I would’ve demanded you cook in exchange for you crashing on my couch.”

Jack cleared his throat, tossing back a huge gulp of wine. “Well, then. That’s why I didn’t tell you.”

Something flew towards his head, and he ducked. The piece of broccoli landed on the kitchen counter with a plop, making her stifle a grin.

“Great reflexes, Jack, but you probably already know that.”

“Thanks.”

The smile drifted off, and her brows furrowed.

“What now?”

“Nothing. Just curious.”

“About what?” he asked, taking another gulp of wine.

“How many women you've wined and dined here, except it’s none of my business.”

The wine went down the wrong pipe, and Jack very nearly choked as he tried to cough it out. He gave her a look.

“You’re right. It’s none of your business.”

“Yep.”

“But unless I count Celine when she came here with Hunter, the answer’s zero.”

This time, Kit gaped. “Are you serious? No nightcaps with women?”

“This is my sleep and work zone. Taking women here for entertainment is a distraction I don’t need.”

“So where do you take them?”

“Fancy dinner out, nightcap at their place. I don’t stay in. There’s work, and there’s my other life. Those are more important, and sometimes they don’t understand. So I eventually stopped dating.” Realizing he was close to babbling, Jack cleared his throat. “What about you? Was that asshole in your building your last one?”

Kit shrugged. “Dean was the last boyfriend, but I’ve had a string of bad ones. They find me fascinating at first, and then they grow tired of the whole persona.”

“Funny.”

“Funny why?”

Jack shrugged back, looking her in the eye—needing her to understand that he meant this. “I found you tiresome at first. And then I got to know you, and now you’re just fascinating.

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