Page 46 of Brutal King

I couldn’t help but grin. “My secret ingredient.”

“Sweet potato starch?”

“That’s a given.”

“Miso?”

“Right.”

“Celery leaves?”

“Not quite.”

She smiled and I was thrilled. “Whatever it is, Kobe, it works. It really works.”

“Enough to make it on the menu at Ginger?”

She glanced at me through bites of the omelet. “Well, I don’t know about that, but... Yeah, maybe.”

Foregoing the fork, Kat dug into the omelet with her dainty fingers, retrieved an oyster and brought it to her lips. She sucked on the mollusk in the most erotic fashion, and I squirmed in my seat.

Shit. Even when she eats, she is irresistible.

After sucking for a moment, she slowly slipped the oyster into her mouth.

“And I love how you put plenty of oysters in this,” she said between bites. “I’ve seen places that really skimp on that.”

I nodded and slowly ate the omelet on my plate. Did she have any idea what she was doing to me? Her every move was sensual and arousing. The more she ate, the more painful my hard-on became.

She finished scraping up the last of the omelet, set her fork down and looked at me as she licked her lips. “There’s only one thing wrong with this omelet,” she said with a sly grin.

“What’s that?”

“There wasn’t enough,” she said with a chuckle. “I think I could have eaten another plate.”

“Want some of mine?” I offered.

“No,” she said, getting up to bring her plate to the sink. “My mouth might want more, but my belly says ‘enough’.”

“As you wish,” I said as I slowly ate my breakfast.

“Well, now that I’ve had enough sleep, and a fully fortifying breakfast, I’m totally focused and ready to work.” Standing beside me, she playfully slapped my shoulder. “What’s taking you so long? Come on. Eat up and let’s get to work.”

How could I possibly stand up in the state I was in? She would see my boner right away, and probably hassle me about it for ages.

“I’m just savoring my artistry,” I said. “Why don’t you go get started and I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Okay,” she said. Walking away, she ran her hand along the breadth of my shoulders, adding to the painful discomfort in my pants. “But try to be quick. I’m itching to share a few ideas with you.”

“Yeah,” I muttered under my breath as she returned to her room. “There’s a few ideas I would like to share with you, too.” I looked down at my raging hard- on.

Think of something else. Think of anything other than that hot body, those tantalizing lips and your need to bury yourself in all of her.

Chapter 13

Kat

I COULDN’T BELIEVE Kobe had made breakfast for me, and an oyster omelet to boot. What had gotten into him? Was he trying to please me, or...? He did mention getting the omelet on the Ginger menu. Maybe that was all he wanted.