Layers Deep by Lacey Silks

Author:Lacey Silks
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, romantic suspense, erotica, womens fiction, erotic romance, series, erotic suspense, erotic contemporary, adult books, new adult, erotic novel, erotic adult fiction, contemporary romanca, erotic adult suspense, lacey silks, layers trilogy, rich and wealthy

CHAPTER 10

The scent of a chocolate-vanilla brew wafted toward my nose.

“Is this part of the job?” I narrowed my brows.

“No, but I’m sure you’d like to visit your mom. I need you not to be worrying about anything, Allie, besides the job. And you won’t focus unless you see her and relax for the afternoon. And there’s some business we can take care of as well.”

Everything inside me melted into one big puddle of you’re so caring. Mr. Impossibly Hot could not only make me swoon in bed, but also in his kitchen. I rushed around the marble counter and threw my arms around his neck.

“Thank you, Tristan,” I whispered, taking his face between my palms and kissing him.

“You’re welcome. When we return you will have a new wardrobe, be on a twenty-four-seven schedule, and always at my disposal.” Both his brows rose suggestively.

“Okay, not that I mind being at your disposal,” – I hooked my finger into his sweats – “but new wardrobe? What’s wrong with my old one?”

“The people we’ll be dealing with cater to the wealthy and disturbed. Some things you’ll be wearing just aren’t available at a regular store. Besides, I like doing things for you, and I don’t want you to go home.”

He pulled out a stool from under the counter and motioned for me to sit. I watched Tristan move around the kitchen like a pro, and for a moment I thought he’d missed his calling. The fridge, three times the size of the one I had in my apartment, held stacked containers, nicely labeled and dated.

He opened a drawer with vegetables, pulling out red peppers, sweet onions, and cheese. Tristan balanced on one foot, holding the door partially open while bending awkwardly toward the counter to set the ingredients aside, and then went back in to gather eggs and milk.

“I hardly get the time to cook.”

“Looks like it’s something you enjoy.”

A quiet beep sounded from the coffee machine as the last drops trickled into the pot. He finally let the fridge go. It shut closed, sucking around the seal. Tristan poured two cups of coffee and set them on the counter. I poured the milk in and sipped. There was nothing better than the first sip of morning coffee. Okay, perhaps there was, and Tristan had proved it last night and this morning, but that first sip came pretty damn close.

He shuffled his bare feet toward me and pulled out a paper from a drawer. “We may as well do the paperwork here. Read it over and sign.”

“You had an extra copy in your kitchen drawer?”

A smug grin stretched across his face. “I like to be prepared.”

I sat at the kitchen counter looking over the agreement. The coffee tasted delicious this morning, but perhaps it was my company.

“No sexual harassment clause?” I asked.

“No. I can harass you anytime I want. Will that be a problem?”

The only problem I could see was my heart shattered to pieces. How would I tell whether his actions

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