reached for her again.
Kennedy had been so responsive all night that he found that right now he wanted
to hold her to him. Then maybe they could shower together. But all he got was
cold sheets and a pillow that smelled of her. He sat up in bed and looked
around.
The room was set to rights. Her clothes
were gone from the floor where he’d torn them from her, and his own pants were lying
over the chair near the fireplace. He didn’t know where her things were, but he
was pretty sure if she’d left this room, it was either wearing his things or
she was naked. Either way, he wanted to find her.
Reaching out beyond the room to the rest
of the house, he didn’t find her there either. He was beginning to get worried
when he asked his mom where Kennedy was.
She went to get her things and to go to
work. I didn’t know she had two jobs when I hired her, did you? He started to
tell her that she dinna have any job but to be his wife when he thought of what
Butler said. She said she’d be back in time to make supper. Are you keeping
her on as cook until you find someone?
I’m not sure what we’re doing. And he didn’t
either . She likes to cook, and it might make her feel happy if she can. Not
full-time, but for now.
His mom agreed with him. She made us
breakfast before she left. If you hurry, you can join us. The rolls are about
to come out of the oven now.
Samuel reached for Kennedy again and
felt the block she’d put up. If she’d bitten him last night, she would no
longer be able to do that. But then, they had the rest of their lives to get
this sorted out. He was washing his hair when he realized that he knew nothing
about her. Not where she lived or worked, as a matter of fact. He decided that
the two of them needed to sit down and talk. And he had to tell his mom what
happened with his father.
He walked into the kitchen in time to
see Butler taking what looked like fresh biscuits out of the oven and a
casserole dish that smelled like heaven. He took the larger dish from him and
sat it on the table. Christ, she’d made this?
“She said that I was to make sure that
it cooked for one hour. I was having to keep the others from taking it out
sooner. Have you ever smelled anything that good before?” Butler shook his head
as he continued. “My Lord, we’ll weigh a ton if she cooks for us much longer.”
Right now, Samuel was having a hard time
concentrating on anything but how starved he suddenly was. There were sliced
tomatoes as well as gravy that had to be heated slowly so it wouldn’t “break.” He
had no idea what that meant but pouring it over his portion made him whimper. His
first bite had him moaning aloud.
There were eggs and sausage along with
cubed potatoes that were browned to a nice crisp. Onions and peppers were in it
as well, but in long strips so that if anyone didn’t like them they could pick
them out. Not one person at the table did anything with them but munch them
down with the rest. The gravy was white and thick, tiny pieces of sausage
mingled in with the slight garlicky taste that had him going back for seconds,
then thirds. Samuel also managed to eat five of the most mouthwatering biscuits
he’d ever put in his mouth.
When he put down his fork, it was
because he couldn’t breathe, he was so full. He looked at Butler, shocked. “Christ,
were we supposed to save some for Kennedy?”
“No, My Lord, she said that she didn’t
eat this heavy for breakfast. She said it slows her down.” Samuel realized that
this was the second time he’d called him lord. He asked him about it. “We’ve
looked up the house. The one you and Mrs. Kennedy now own. It’s…shall I show
you?”
When he left to get his computer, the
others cleaned the table. His mother was sipping her tea when she looked up.
She smiled at him, and he grinned back. He’d never felt this good in his life.
“You’re falling in love with her, aren’t
you?” The question startled him. He started to tell her no, but
Kennedy had been so responsive all night that he found that right now he wanted
to hold her to him. Then maybe they could shower together. But all he got was
cold sheets and a pillow that smelled of her. He sat up in bed and looked
around.
The room was set to rights. Her clothes
were gone from the floor where he’d torn them from her, and his own pants were lying
over the chair near the fireplace. He didn’t know where her things were, but he
was pretty sure if she’d left this room, it was either wearing his things or
she was naked. Either way, he wanted to find her.
Reaching out beyond the room to the rest
of the house, he didn’t find her there either. He was beginning to get worried
when he asked his mom where Kennedy was.
She went to get her things and to go to
work. I didn’t know she had two jobs when I hired her, did you? He started to
tell her that she dinna have any job but to be his wife when he thought of what
Butler said. She said she’d be back in time to make supper. Are you keeping
her on as cook until you find someone?
I’m not sure what we’re doing. And he didn’t
either . She likes to cook, and it might make her feel happy if she can. Not
full-time, but for now.
His mom agreed with him. She made us
breakfast before she left. If you hurry, you can join us. The rolls are about
to come out of the oven now.
Samuel reached for Kennedy again and
felt the block she’d put up. If she’d bitten him last night, she would no
longer be able to do that. But then, they had the rest of their lives to get
this sorted out. He was washing his hair when he realized that he knew nothing
about her. Not where she lived or worked, as a matter of fact. He decided that
the two of them needed to sit down and talk. And he had to tell his mom what
happened with his father.
He walked into the kitchen in time to
see Butler taking what looked like fresh biscuits out of the oven and a
casserole dish that smelled like heaven. He took the larger dish from him and
sat it on the table. Christ, she’d made this?
“She said that I was to make sure that
it cooked for one hour. I was having to keep the others from taking it out
sooner. Have you ever smelled anything that good before?” Butler shook his head
as he continued. “My Lord, we’ll weigh a ton if she cooks for us much longer.”
Right now, Samuel was having a hard time
concentrating on anything but how starved he suddenly was. There were sliced
tomatoes as well as gravy that had to be heated slowly so it wouldn’t “break.” He
had no idea what that meant but pouring it over his portion made him whimper. His
first bite had him moaning aloud.
There were eggs and sausage along with
cubed potatoes that were browned to a nice crisp. Onions and peppers were in it
as well, but in long strips so that if anyone didn’t like them they could pick
them out. Not one person at the table did anything with them but munch them
down with the rest. The gravy was white and thick, tiny pieces of sausage
mingled in with the slight garlicky taste that had him going back for seconds,
then thirds. Samuel also managed to eat five of the most mouthwatering biscuits
he’d ever put in his mouth.
When he put down his fork, it was
because he couldn’t breathe, he was so full. He looked at Butler, shocked. “Christ,
were we supposed to save some for Kennedy?”
“No, My Lord, she said that she didn’t
eat this heavy for breakfast. She said it slows her down.” Samuel realized that
this was the second time he’d called him lord. He asked him about it. “We’ve
looked up the house. The one you and Mrs. Kennedy now own. It’s…shall I show
you?”
When he left to get his computer, the
others cleaned the table. His mother was sipping her tea when she looked up.
She smiled at him, and he grinned back. He’d never felt this good in his life.
“You’re falling in love with her, aren’t
you?” The question startled him. He started to tell her no, but
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