When she finished rinsing her hair, she patted it with a towel and then towel-dried her body. She spread lotion on herself and then dressed. After she combed out her hair, she eyed her reflection in the mirror. She still needed a bit of work. The toiletry bag Cici had sent along to her had some face lotion, blush, mascara, and eyeliner. Just the basics, but she was thrilled to have it. It took but a minute to apply it. At least she didn’t look so ragged now.
The second she exited the bathroom, the wonderful aroma of food hit her. She hadn’t eaten all day, and she was absolutely famished, especially now that her stomach had settled down from the curvy ride.
Cap stood over the stove, tongs in hand. He glanced over his shoulder when he sensed her.
“I hope you like chicken breasts and rice.”
“Yes, very much.”
“Great. It seemed like the quickest thing I could prepare for dinner, and I’m starving.”
She bet he was. He probably hadn’t eaten anything all day either.
He spun back around, and she couldn’t help but eye him up. A black t-shirt stretched over broad shoulders and was snug at his slim waist. The sight of how well his black tactical pants fit his butt caused her mouth to water.
The heels of his black boots thudded on the wood floor when he turned to face her. This man was drop-dead gorgeous and sin on a stick in his black attire. Her gaze floated to the gun on his hip, reminding her of the danger they were in. Is this how he dressed every day in his previous job? How had some woman not snatched him up already?
Thank God no one had. She nearly giggled aloud at that thought. Yesterday, when they’d first met, she thought him arrogant and unkind. Today, she couldn’t feel more different. He was selfless, kind and had no obligation to help her whatsoever, yet here he stood watching over her and cooking her dinner.
“Dinner is almost done.”
“What can I help with?”
“I guess you can find us some plates and utensils.”
She rummaged through the cabinets and drawers, found what they needed, and placed it on the countertop next to the stove.
“What else do we have here?” she asked as she moved over to the refrigerator and took a peek.
Inside were a dozen eggs, milk, soda, cheese, and lunch meat. The basics.
“Who stocked this?”
“Cici did, and she gave it to Donna.”
“Your sister is fabulous. I like the clothes she picked out for me.”
He smiled. “She’s almost as amazing as her brother.”
“Yeah, from what little I know, Hunter sounds fabulous.”
His grin stretched. “Very funny.”
“How about you? Any siblings?”
“Just me. My parents stopped at perfection.”
“You’re so witty.”
Cap grabbed a plate and placed a chicken breast on it, and then a scoop of rice. He handed her the plate and then filled his plate.
“I’ll get the drinks. What would you like? Soda, milk, water?” Emma asked,
“Milk and water.”
“Coming right up.”
They sat side by side at the small peninsula.
