Reindeer Games by Jessica Clare & Jill Myles

Author:Jessica Clare & Jill Myles [Clare, Jessica & Myles, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: realty tv, contemporary romance
Publisher: Jill Myles
Published: 2014-08-26T04:00:00+00:00

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The next morning, I made enough coffee in the coffee pot for two people. That was my concession to Owen that I didn’t wish death on him any longer. I grabbed one of the stale donuts from the plate in the kitchen, headed out into the living room, and wrote on my notepad. I had a character or two sketched out by the time Owen woke up. I’d probably have to change everything, but at least my pen was moving instead of going nowhere.

“Morning,” Owen said as he headed down the stairs.

“Hey there,” I said, keeping my voice pleasant. “There’s coffee in the pot.”

He grunted and headed for the kitchen area. I watched him pour himself a cup of coffee, sipped it, and then rubbed his face. He sat down at the breakfast bar and then looked over at me with hooded, sleepy eyes.

I felt a shiver in my belly.

“You want French toast?”

I tilted my head, interested. “French toast? From a self-professed amazing pastry chef? That seems a little simplistic if you ask me.”

He laughed. “Stuffed French toast with whipped cream on top?”

“Now you’re talking.” I got up from my perch in the living room and joined him in the kitchen.

I had to admit, Owen knew his way around. He pulled ingredients out of the overstuffed fridge and began to combine things, then whipped eggs in one bowl while turning on the burner with another. Me, I wasn’t good at multi-tasking, so it was nifty to watch him work. He was all suave confidence, and when he cut a thickly sliced piece of homemade bread open to stuff it, my mouth was watering. When had he made the bread?

By the time he put the plate in front of me, wild horses couldn’t have kept me away from that delicious smelling creation. I took the fork he offered me with a smile, cut in, bit down, and moaned. “Oh, my god. That is incredible.”

He blinked his eyes at me. Then grinned. “So you approve?”

“I’ve never tasted anything better,” I admitted, cutting another huge bite. “I fully admit you are incredible.”

“My ego is fully repaired now that Luna thinks I am incredible,” he said with a laugh, then sat down to eat his own breakfast.

The room felt weirdly charged after that. I ate quietly (though my insides were still moaning with glee over each delicious bite) and thought. Maybe I shouldn’t have said Owen was incredible. Maybe just ‘good’ would have been enough for his ego. ‘Incredible’ had made things odd.

Owen toyed with a bite of his food and glanced at the massive windows on the far side of the room. “Is that a snowstorm?”

“Yup.” I couldn’t keep the smugness out of my voice.

He grinned over at me, and little lines of pleasure crinkled around those magnificent amber eyes. “You feeling a little gleeful that the others are trapped out in this while we’re not?”

“Yup,” I repeated.

He laughed. “They won’t let them freeze. I mean, we had blankets and fire and someone came by to help us finish the shelter after you left.

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