She taps the tip of her nose with her index finger. “Something smells delicious. Are you a good cook?”
Why the hell would I lie to her?
I own up when I place her purse on the arm of a chair. “My mom came by and got everything started.”
That sets her gaze over my shoulder and toward the kitchen. “Is she here? You didn’t say anything about her being here. I would have brought her flowers too.”
Of course, she would have.
I rub a finger over my bottom lip. “She took off twenty minutes ago.”
Relief draws her shoulders forward. “It was nice of her to cook dinner for us.”
I make a mental note that Athena is parent shy. If this stays on track, I’ll ease her into meeting the Wolf family at some point. I’ll start with one of my brothers or maybe a sister-in-law first.
I shake off the vision of her eating dinner here with my brothers and their families.
“It’s ready if you are.” I point at the kitchen.
I’m not a hurried host, but I want dinner over so I can feast on her body.
“I’m famished.” She rubs a hand over her stomach, pulling the material of her blouse taut over her tits.
I unpin my gaze from her and grab her hand. “Come with me, lilac. I think you’re going to enjoy every bite.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Athena
Savoring the taste,I close my eyes.
I didn’t just moan, did I?
Popping open an eyelid, I find Liam looking at me, his fingers stroking his beard. “I could watch you eat cake all night.”
A smile teases my lips, but I fight it off. “You haven’t touched your piece yet.”
“I’m not in the mood for cake.” He pushes the plate holding a large slice of the decadent treat to the side. “Take your time eating dessert. I’m enjoying the show.”
I drop the fork onto the plate. “I can’t eat if you’re staring at me.”
“I can’t not stare at you,” he counters.
I pick up the white linen napkin we’ve shared throughout dinner. He searched every drawer in his kitchen for its twin, but I told him I only needed a corner of it, so we agreed to make do with just one.
Our hands met on it a few times. He was always the gentleman, offering it to me first.
“I had enough.” I eye the half-eaten piece of cake. “For now.”
“For now?” He pushes his index finger into the icing before he drags it over the tip of his tongue. “Maybe later we can share a piece.”
Later. After we get into his bed.
I knew what this night would entail. I didn’t come to Liam’s apartment thinking that we’d eat dinner and hang out.
The unspoken part of the invitation was that we’d have sex.
He wants to fuck me.
