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Chapter Ten

Blake looked her upand down as she stared at him.He would have been worried because she still hadn't said anything, but he caught the flush of desire on her face and was pleased beyond belief.Now he had something he could use to keep her with him.

He took the two steps he needed to stand very close in front of her and then cupped her face in his hands.

“I’m going to kiss you, honey.If you’re going to object, now is the time to do it.”

She stood mute.

He bowed his head and took her mouth, moaning when his lips touched hers for the first time.He’d dreamed of this for years, and it was so much better than he thought.He started off slow and tender, but when she set her hands on his waist and opened her mouth, it grew hungry.

He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly against his chest.When he lifted his head, he groaned at the desire he saw on her face and knew she felt the depth of attraction as much as he did.

“I could stand here and kiss you all day, baby, but I know you probably didn’t eat at all yesterday.Am I right?”

She nodded.

“Then that has to happen before anything.After, if you’re up for it, I’ve got a surprise for you.”

“A surprise?I can’t remember the last time someone surprised me.”

“Come on.I’ll tell you about it while you eat.”

He wrapped an arm around her waist, and it felt like he’d been doing it for years instead of a day.

“Dottie, I want you to meet Hanna.”He looked down at her.“Honey, this is Dottie.She runs the house and my life.”

He saw Hanna smile when Dottie snorted.

“He’s just afraid of me because I’ve been here longer than he has, and I’m the one who changed his diapers.”

“Really?”Hanna asked.

“Yes.My dad hired her a few years before I was born, and for some crazy reason, she’s stayed this long.”

Dottie chuckled.“You have even fired me a few times, but I’m still here.”

Hanna’s eyes widened when she looked up at him.“You’ve fired her?Why?”

Blake saw the pleasure on Dottie’s face and knew she would enjoy this.

“But she’s also quit a few times, too.”

“Why?”

“When he gets too big for his britches or is disrespectful, which doesn’t happen often, I tell him I quit, and it shapes him right up.”

Hanna laughed.