Harlequin Special Edition April 2014 - Bundle 2 of 2: More Than She Expected\One Night with the Boss\Recipe for Romance by Karen Templeton

Author:Karen Templeton
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781460332641
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-08-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“So, what are you cooking for breakfast?”

Olivia closed the refrigerator and turned to look at Brady who was showered, dressed and smelling like the sexiest possible combination of spice and sin. Her pulse started to race and her knees literally got weak. Whatever cologne he used should be illegal on account of it giving him an unfair advantage.

“I already made a pot of coffee.” She knew this was token resistance because he always got his way. “Didn’t we go through this last night?”

“We did.” He folded his arms over his chest. “You are my beautiful, brilliant assistant and I have skills to control the weather in order to get you to cook.”

“Technically that’s what we talked about, but—”

“What?”

“I really need to go home and change.” She was wearing stuff she’d borrowed from him that made her look as sexy as a sack of potatoes. “I need to get ready for work.”

He leaned a broad shoulder against the wall just inside the doorway. “There are two problems with that idea. One: your boss doesn’t care if you wear sweatpants too big for you and an equally oversized T-shirt.”

“What’s the second problem?”

“The roads haven’t been plowed yet. You know as well as I do that out here by the lake is the last place to get cleared.”

“Oh.”

“Therefore, I repeat—what’s for breakfast?”

“What do you do when you’re alone?”

“Pop-Tarts.”

“Seriously?”

“I know, right?” He grinned. “You might want to be proactive in this whole process of healthier eating. It would be very helpful.”

Trying to keep a straight face, Olivia stared at him. “Number one—you’re the host. Number two—that makes it your responsibility to plan the menu and prepare provisions. Something nutritious.”

“I can do that,” he said cheerfully.

It struck her as a little odd how cheerful he was, considering he’d been such a gloomy pain in the neck since she’d given her notice. Maybe he was reconciled to the inevitable. But he could be a little less enthusiastically cheerful, she thought peevishly.

“You should make omelets,” she suggested. “And before you say no, I know you can do it.”

He’d made a really good breakfast that time she’d dropped by unannounced—when she’d had the terrible idea to tell him exactly how she felt about him. But he’d given her a glass of wine and on top of what she’d had with Sydney, she fell asleep before spilling her guts. A good thing, too. Work would have been awkward and she’d probably have lost his friendship. When the buzz wore off, she’d realized that was a risk she wasn’t willing to take.

“Omelets coming up.” He moved in front of the cooktop. “Mushrooms, tomato, spinach and cheese?”

That was what they both liked. “I’ll cut everything up.”

“And make toast?” He reached up and easily retrieved the shallow, curved stainless steel pan from the hanging rack over the kitchen island.

All of her feminine parts quivered and sighed as she watched him. “Yes, I can do toast. But that means you set the table.”

“Deal.”

She blinked at him. “That was too easy.”

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.

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