Page 10 of Naughty and Nice

She knew he was telling her the truth.

“I promise you, Rebel, I won’t lie to you. I will always tell you the truth,” she said.

He still had his hands wrapped around her waist.

“Will you be honest with me?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“Do you enjoy Brussels sprouts, or do you hate them?”

Rebel chuckled.

Willow had already prepared them, and she had everything waiting for her in a bowl.

“I’m not a fan,” he said. “But it has been years since I last tried them.” He pressed a kiss to her neck.

“Do you have any allergies?” she asked.

Did she want to run the risk of getting to know him?

“No, I don’t. Do you?”

“No.”

“That’s good to know. Cook for me, Willow. Surprise me.”

Rebel didn’t let her go and she had no choice but to cook with him holding her, which was very distracting.

His grip wasn’t too tight, but just enough, and the truth was she didn’t want him to let go.

She fired up her wok and added just a little oil. It was a nicely seasoned oil, one of her favorites.

The scents were already making her mouth water.

She didn’t know why she wanted to cook him an amazing meal, but she did.

She wanted Rebel to be … wowed by her.

Why?

It made no sense to her at all.

They were nothing to each other.

Two fleeting people in the night. That was all.

She added in the garlic, ginger, and chili, grabbing her spoon, and stirring it around for several seconds. There was no need to wait long to add the sprouts and bell peppers, along with the onions, and she added them to the wok.

She had gotten several seasonings together and after five minutes or so of stir-frying, she drizzled them on, finishing them off with a final flurry of pepper.

Rebel gave a little moan of appreciation and she couldn’t help but smile.

She hoped he liked the food.

Chapter Four

Rebel never had a woman cook for him before. He’d certainly never held onto a woman as she did cook for him, so this was all a new experience for him.