Page 52 of His Dark Pact

“I just do as he asks.” She shrugged, wondering fleetingly if Leonard knew the extent to which that was true.

He could have been in the kitchen last night when she and Kyle had fucked. He could have heard them, or worse, snuck to the hallway and seen them? She held her breath at the disconcerting idea.

What must he think of me?

Oddly, his opinion of her seemed brighter than it had done last night. Maybe he wasn’t as perturbed by the sex as she’d thought, or perhaps he’d left once his duties were complete and hadn’t seen them. Standing there, she realized she didn’t even know if Leonard lived on-site the way she did.

“Aye.” He signaled to the plates of food. “We all do that in our own ways.”

“Yes.” Something about the glint in his gaze told her he did know what she and Kyle had been up to, but she pushed the thought away.

“Is breakfast ready?” She took a hesitant step toward the counter, keen to leave the perplexing man to his own devices.

“Aye.” His smile was too knowing for Amy’s liking. “I hope you enjoy.”

“Thank you.” Edging closer, she collected the plates, acknowledging how appetizing the meals looked. “I must admit, it is lovely to have someone else cook for me.”

“You’re welcome.” He threw the tea towel over his shoulder and chuckled as he walked away. “We all bring our owntalentsto Kyle’s life.”

She definitely didn’t like his insinuation, but her racing heart instructed her to let it go and get the hell out of the kitchen as soon as possible. She paused by the door to the dining room, steadying herself. Despite her best intentions, Kyle’s cook seemed determined to rattle her, but she couldn’t allow him to get to her.

One man getting under my skin is bad enough, but at least I want his attention.

Pushing the door open, she held her head high as she delivered what looked like a delicious and nutritious meal.

“Breakfast is served, sir.”

“Fabulous.” Sitting at the head of the table, Kyle clapped his hands together. “It never looked better.”

Part Three

Blooming