His Obsession by Anna Bloom

Author:Anna Bloom [Bloom, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, bodyguard, Forbidden love
Publisher: Anna Bloom
Published: 2017-11-06T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

“Where did you learn to cook?” She sat on the kitchen counter. Her long legs, poking out from denim cut offs, dangled over the edge and I tried my damnedest not to notice the smooth shape of her calf.

“Well, before I came to you, to save you from the bogeyman...” I grinned at her. When I’d first started and she’d been petrified of the letters and the content she never should have known about, I used to say I’d never let the bogeyman catch her and cover her in greenies.

“Shut, up, Blake.” She flushed and I chuckled as I stirred the Alfredo sauce.

“Okay, okay.” I mimed a big walking monster, with my arms swinging by my side and she swatted with me a tea towel. “Well before that I was at Hendon completing my police training.”

“I remember this. Dad said you were a not quite policeman.” Her face fell at the mention of her missing dad, but I kept it light by laughing.

“Not quite policeman. I like that.” I stirred the sauce again turning away from the big blues staring at my mouth as I spoke. “As a not quite policeman I had to feed myself or survive on chips and burgers so I bought a cookbook and got on with it.” I waved the spoon at her. “Sophia, let’s not get carried away here, this is only pasta.” Our eyes met and there was a moment of intense silence as we watched one another like two fighters circling before the first punch is thrown.

I served up into bowls and we sat on the shaggy rug and slurped the pasta in without conversation. “That was bloody good, Blake. I can’t believe you’ve been keeping your culinary skills a secret.”

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “You’re very excited about a bowl of mediocre pasta today, Sophia, what’s going on with you?”

“I just want to show you that this isn’t all about me.”

Frowning, I put my spoon into my bowl. “This is all about you, that’s what I’m here for.”

She nodded slowly. “Blake.” The way she said my name, killed me. It made my stomach twist and turn. “I am sorry about the car ride yesterday.”

“Sure thing, kid, I know.”

She flushed at my use of the word kid but didn’t say anything.

“So, what was kissing Jonathan Fairweather like in real life? Was it the same as on set?” I asked and then chuckled to myself as she scorched a burning flush.

“Not good. I think he saves his best moves for the camera.”

I snorted and it made her laugh. “What do you know about best moves?”

This was dangerous ground, risky conversation. A fact that was confirmed when Sophia shifted onto her knees and moved over the rug towards me. I held my breath, silently begging her not to come closer so I wouldn’t have to rebuke her and knock her down when she was obviously delicate.

“Will you play for me?”

I narrowed my eyes, not understanding. “Play what?”

With an incline of her head Sophia motioned to the dusty guitar box.

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