When She Remembered by Alison Kent

Author:Alison Kent [Kent, Alison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sexy men, contemporary romantic suspense, Romance, hot and sexy, dangerous romance, hot romance, texas romance, alpha males, Alpha hero, cop romance, sexy romance, Romantic Suspense, steamy romance
Publisher: Rocks and Ink
Published: 2017-05-22T18:30:00+00:00

ELEVEN

BY THE TIME JAMIE FINISHED pulling herself together in Kell’s bathroom, he’d whipped up a huge lunch of bacon, lettuce, tomato, onion, and cheese sandwiches, with tomato soup and Cheetos. Bachelor fare. Because he was a bachelor. A confirmed one at that.

She was surprised at his house, the very Martha Stewart decor. She wondered if his mother had decorated the place because she’d visited and found him living out of boxes or with dorm-room furniture or even with no furnishings at all.

Then she wondered how long he’d lived here, how many women he’d brought home to share his bed. She didn’t know why she was wondering that; it was none of her business, and this strange sense of possessiveness stirring her made little sense. It wasn’t as if they’d exchanged vows while in the garage.

The bathroom Kell had pointed her to when they’d finally made it inside had perfumed soaps and guest towels and nothing to indicate the shower had ever seen use. She’d thought at first he might join her. She had almost asked him to.

He’d hesitated in the doorway as if he wasn’t ready to walk away, or to let her out of his sight, or to lose her. His belt had been hanging loose, his crisp white shirt untucked, his expression as rumpled and used as the rest of him, uncertain, spent.

But then he’d backed away, and told her he’d clean up in the master bath. Said for her to take her time, he’d have their very late lunch ready when she was.

And so she hadn’t said anything, just nodded and closed the door, leaning against it and shutting her eyes, hoping to calm the rush of blood through her veins and catch her breath. She’d tied up her hair and stayed beneath the warm spray for twenty minutes.

But her legs were still shaking when she followed the smell of the food to the kitchen and found him setting the table for two.

Soupspoons in hand, Kell looked up. He was freshly shaven, his skin glowing, his hair still damp and sticking up here and there. As usual, he had on jeans, but he was barefoot instead of in boots and wearing a faded maroon Texas A&M T-shirt that showed off his shoulders and arms in ways his dress shirts never could.

He straightened and smiled, stopping what he was doing to stare at her as she stood in the doorway. The moment went on too long, the silence, the snap, crackle, pop of tension in the air, and he cleared his throat, saying, “I wasn’t sure what you’d like. If you’re not into bacon, I’ve got turkey. Or chicken noodle soup instead of the tomato.”

“The tomato is fine. The bacon is fine. And I love Cheetos more than any other chip.” She came farther into the room, pushed from behind by urgency, feeling the sizzle between them nipping at her skin. She wasn’t sure if she should sit, or help, or get drinks…

“Do you want me to—”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have—”

“Don’t be sorry.

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