was strong enough it caused
Leah to face him. “All of this is still very new to both of
us.”
Pam opened her mouth to speak but their waiter
interrupted placing their plates down in front of each of them.
“Cheeseburger, cheeseburger, cheeseburger, and Chicken Caesar
salad. Your plates of chili-cheese fries are coming right up. Can I
get you anything else?”
Both men stared at the towering edifice of
beef, cheese, and bacon placed before them then their eyes shifted
to Leah’s overly large salad.
“Why does she get fresh food and we don’t?”
Wyst asked, breaking the silence around the table after the waiter
left to fetch the rest of their order.
“ Because we have taste and she’s on
a health kick.” Pam again nudged Leah’s arm as if to take away the
sting her words caused as she picked up her knife to cut the
behemoth before her in half. “I’m sure she’ll share though, if you
want to have a taste.”
“Would you like some?” Leah raised her gaze to
the heavily fringed eyes on her left. To the blue-green eyes she
couldn’t stay away from for very long. “I won’t be able to eat it
all myself.”
“You wish to feed me, my Leah?”
Every cell in her being sat up and took notice
at his softly spoken words, hardening and then moistening in places
better left unmentioned. And at the tenderness she felt coming off
him. “I don’t…I’m not sure I…”
His hand spasmed again in its covering of hers
and Leah found herself slipping out of his grasp. It was, all of
it—with his gaze, his touch and her ability to know what he was
feeling—was simply too much for her to handle. There had been
something in his voice that warned her that feeding him was an act
carrying more weight, more import for him than she could give at
this particular moment. “How about I put some on your plate and if
you like it, you can have more?”
His gaze remained steady as he reached to tuck
a strand of her hair behind her ear with the fingers not holding
hers. His action weakened her knees to the point she knew, if she
had been standing, would have found her on the floor. “Yes, my
beautiful one. Thank you for sharing your meal with me.”
Leah couldn’t move a muscle except the ones in
her throat as she swallowed hard and deep. A wave of desire hit
huge and so deep she somehow knew it wasn’t hers alone.
There was a low, deep groan that she
couldn’t be sure wasn’t hers until Wyst’s voice ground out,
“ Fracking Posket !”
“Does that mean good, wonderful and amazing?”
Pam asked around a mouthful of her own burger. “Because if you say
anything against this brand of heaven, you are gonna be exiled to
the farthest reaches of Siberia, big guy!”
“Perfection,” the large man moaned as his mouth
snagged another bite of his huge cheeseburger.
Pam’s smug smile matched anything a Cheshire
cat could produce as she slid the overwhelming plate of fries
covered in both chili and cheese towards Wyst. “Then consider
yourself completely defiled as you sample these,
foreigner!”
“This tastes amazing!” Rykhan
announced taking another full bite of the large burger that
actually appeared normal sized in his hands. She stared as he
chewed with eyes closed savoring every bit of flavor. Feelings of
amazement and deep, deep appreciation rolled off him.
“ Tsiran ! This is
wonderful and something we need to share with our
brothers!”
She somehow didn’t like his interest in his
food since it took the focus off her although she’d never been a
jealous person. But it seemed, with him anyway, she was. Using her
spoon and fork, Leah shoveled a heaping portion of her salad onto
his plate, making sure he had a sufficient
chicken-to-lettuce-with-parmesan-cheese ratio in order to enjoy her
offering.
After a quick look her way, Rykhan
speared both meat and romaine, using his knife to capture a portion
of the cheese before bringing the utensil to his mouth. As his lips
encompassed the whole of it, Leah felt a
Leah to face him. “All of this is still very new to both of
us.”
Pam opened her mouth to speak but their waiter
interrupted placing their plates down in front of each of them.
“Cheeseburger, cheeseburger, cheeseburger, and Chicken Caesar
salad. Your plates of chili-cheese fries are coming right up. Can I
get you anything else?”
Both men stared at the towering edifice of
beef, cheese, and bacon placed before them then their eyes shifted
to Leah’s overly large salad.
“Why does she get fresh food and we don’t?”
Wyst asked, breaking the silence around the table after the waiter
left to fetch the rest of their order.
“ Because we have taste and she’s on
a health kick.” Pam again nudged Leah’s arm as if to take away the
sting her words caused as she picked up her knife to cut the
behemoth before her in half. “I’m sure she’ll share though, if you
want to have a taste.”
“Would you like some?” Leah raised her gaze to
the heavily fringed eyes on her left. To the blue-green eyes she
couldn’t stay away from for very long. “I won’t be able to eat it
all myself.”
“You wish to feed me, my Leah?”
Every cell in her being sat up and took notice
at his softly spoken words, hardening and then moistening in places
better left unmentioned. And at the tenderness she felt coming off
him. “I don’t…I’m not sure I…”
His hand spasmed again in its covering of hers
and Leah found herself slipping out of his grasp. It was, all of
it—with his gaze, his touch and her ability to know what he was
feeling—was simply too much for her to handle. There had been
something in his voice that warned her that feeding him was an act
carrying more weight, more import for him than she could give at
this particular moment. “How about I put some on your plate and if
you like it, you can have more?”
His gaze remained steady as he reached to tuck
a strand of her hair behind her ear with the fingers not holding
hers. His action weakened her knees to the point she knew, if she
had been standing, would have found her on the floor. “Yes, my
beautiful one. Thank you for sharing your meal with me.”
Leah couldn’t move a muscle except the ones in
her throat as she swallowed hard and deep. A wave of desire hit
huge and so deep she somehow knew it wasn’t hers alone.
There was a low, deep groan that she
couldn’t be sure wasn’t hers until Wyst’s voice ground out,
“ Fracking Posket !”
“Does that mean good, wonderful and amazing?”
Pam asked around a mouthful of her own burger. “Because if you say
anything against this brand of heaven, you are gonna be exiled to
the farthest reaches of Siberia, big guy!”
“Perfection,” the large man moaned as his mouth
snagged another bite of his huge cheeseburger.
Pam’s smug smile matched anything a Cheshire
cat could produce as she slid the overwhelming plate of fries
covered in both chili and cheese towards Wyst. “Then consider
yourself completely defiled as you sample these,
foreigner!”
“This tastes amazing!” Rykhan
announced taking another full bite of the large burger that
actually appeared normal sized in his hands. She stared as he
chewed with eyes closed savoring every bit of flavor. Feelings of
amazement and deep, deep appreciation rolled off him.
“ Tsiran ! This is
wonderful and something we need to share with our
brothers!”
She somehow didn’t like his interest in his
food since it took the focus off her although she’d never been a
jealous person. But it seemed, with him anyway, she was. Using her
spoon and fork, Leah shoveled a heaping portion of her salad onto
his plate, making sure he had a sufficient
chicken-to-lettuce-with-parmesan-cheese ratio in order to enjoy her
offering.
After a quick look her way, Rykhan
speared both meat and romaine, using his knife to capture a portion
of the cheese before bringing the utensil to his mouth. As his lips
encompassed the whole of it, Leah felt a
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