Spoiled Man–child
Damian pursed his lips. ‘Miss Hewitt, I don’t want to get in the middle of whatever it is that you have going on with Garner, but I would like to say just one thing–Austyn is serious about you. Please don’t hurt him.‘
Kira smiled bitterly. ‘He’s serious about me? Or about Deborah?”
Just because Austyn was being nice to her didn’t mean his heart belonged to her.
Kira knew better than to fall into the trap of wishful thinking.
Austyn carried Deborah’s photo with him, not Kira’s.
Damian fell silent.
Kira had a point.
Deborah would always have a special place in Austyn’s heart.
Austyn was his friend, but it didn’t mean Damian wanted to lie for him.
“What smells so good?‘ Austyn strolled into the kitchen.
He raised an eyebrow when he saw Damian standing next to Kira with a towel for pants.” Morning.‘
‘Morning.‘ Damian nodded at him. ‘I’ll go get changed.‘
Damian left the couple alone.
Kira was stirring the pot with a long–handled ladle when Austyn hugged her from behind.
She jumped. ‘What are you doing?‘
‘Were you talking to Damian?‘ His breath was hot against her neck.
‘Yes.‘
‘About what?”
‘Nothing much. I asked him if I could use the kitchen. He said yes. Then you came in.‘ Kira squirmed. ‘Hey, let me go. I’m busy here.‘
Jesse rose from the sofa in the living room, stretched and yawned.
The sofa was too small.
His back was sore.
He got up, padded into the bathroom, washed up then padded out to the dining table and took
a seat.
He leaned back in the chair and drummed a finger on the table, like an entitled customer waiting to be served.
He raised his chin when Kira came out of the kitchen with a tray. ‘Morning.”
‘Good morning.‘ Kira was surprised to see the doctor.
She had not noticed him on the sofa just now.
“Aren’t you going to thank me?‘ Jesse crossed his arms. ‘I drove all the way here in a storm to tend to you.”
Kira vaguely recalled what happened last night.
She said, “Thank you.”
“That’s more like it.‘ Jesse stretched his neck to look at the tray. ‘What’s for breakfast? I’m starving.‘
Kira served him oatmeal with cranberries and pecans. ‘I’m also cooking noodles. They’ll be ready in a minute.”
Jesse picked up a spoon. ‘Okay. See if you can rustle up some pancakes. And I want a cup of coffee, followed by a banana smoothie.‘
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