Page 60 of Secret Squirrel

“Aren’t you going to make them? Hungry woman here,” I pointed at myself.

“They need to come to room temperature.”

“I need food,” I challenged.

He walked over to the fridge and grabbed a bag of mini carrots, tossing them at me. I caught them and stared down at them. “Seriously?”

“Someone interrupted me when I was about to prepare dinner.”

I ripped open the bag and dug one out to munch on. “Not the most satisfying snack, but it’ll do.”

“And what do you normally eat after?”

I quirked an eyebrow at him. “After sex? Taco Bell.”

He laughed at me, shaking his head. “With a cigarette?”

“I never touch the stuff. Why?”

“That used to be my go-to snack after sex. Something about Taco Bell and a cigarette just seemed right.”

“And now?” I asked, leaning my hip against the counter.

“Now…” He scratched his chin thoughtfully. “I usually go to sleep.”

“You’re not a cuddler?”

“I guess you’ll have to find out. You sort of ran out of the room before I had the chance to even think straight.”

I took another carrot and munched on it thoughtfully. My stomach growled the longer I stared at the steaks. I really should have thought this through more. But I had to admit, it was surprisingly pleasant to stand here with him and talk after sex. I didn’t feel uncomfortable or the usual need to leave.

“So, what were you really doing with Rafe?”

And then he killed the mood.

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DUKE

She dropped the carrot as she stared at me. “Seriously? We just had amazing sex and you have to ruin it with that?”

“Amazing, huh?” I grinned at her. It didn’t take much to get her to admit she liked it as much as I did. Rae was tricky, not reacting the way most women would, so I had to find other ways to get answers out of her. I just found one.

“We’re not doing this. I’m not here to give you answers to all your questions. It was just sex!”

“Amazing sex,” I pointed out. “You just said that.”

“I know what I said,” she argued.

“I asked you a question and you asked if I had to ruin the amazing sex.”

“You don’t have to repeat it to me.”

“And then I said,amazing sex?And then you blushed, because you know it was amazing.”

“That’s it!” she tossed up her hands, storming around the island. I rushed over and wrapped my hand around her waist, knowing I was about to have my ass handed to me. As predicted, she spun out of my grip and planted her foot in my chest, shoving me back into the counter. Pans on the stove clattered around me. Thankfully, the stove wasn’t on yet.

“I take it you don’t want steak, then.”