to tell Rafe how he came to the point of wanting more information on this guy. “Like I said, something just feels off about him, and I want to know what’s up before I let Kaylie go on her way.”
“Alright, I’ll get back to you when I have some more info for you,” Rafe said before disconnecting the call.
Drake leaned back in his chair, suddenly becoming aware of the smell of baking wafting through his house, and following his nose, he walked into the living room. He looked around his kitchen and was stunned to see fresh cinnamon rolls cooling on his counters, but did not see Kaylie or Jenny anywhere. “Kaylie? Jenny? Come on girl!” He wasn’t really worried about them, not yet, not when it was obvious they had been in here recently with the cooling cinnamon rolls gracing his counter tops. He wasn’t sure how she had done it, but the kitchen was spotless after the baking. Giving into temptation, he snagged a still hot cinnamon roll, juggling it from hand to hand to cool it off before sinking his teeth into it. Sweet mother of God, was all he could think, as he groaned with pleasure as the hot roll filled with melted butter and sugars all but dissolved in his mouth.
Suddenly he heard a sexy and throaty laugh, accompanied by an excited barking coming from outside. Walking over to the window he stopped short when he saw the woman and dog in question out playing in the snow. He could not draw his eyes away from Kaylie’ s smile as she threw snowballs, to Jenny’s delight. Kaylie laughed again as Jenny leapt into the air for a ball before disappearing into a snowdrift and bouncing back out of it again, hurrying back to Kaylie’s side, waiting for another throw.
Kaylie looked up just then and saw Drake looking out the window with a smile of his own, watching her and Jenny play. She turned to Jenny and they walked back towards the house together, Jenny’s entire body was wagging with pure, unbridled joy. Stopping just outside the door, Kaylie leaned down and brushed the snow off of Jenny’s coat, and then repeated the same procedure, more or less, on herself, knocking snow off of her coat and stomping the boots free of snow and mud before opening the door to go inside.
Drake met them at the door, smiling as they came in, bending to rub Jenny before she walked over and plopped down in an exhausted doggy sprawl in front of the fire. His eyes met Kaylie’ s as he straightened before assisting her with her gloves, and then turning her to help her with her coat. “You’ve been busy, and I apologize for being preoccupied in my room. I thought I was just in there a few minutes, but apparently, I was in there much longer than I realized. You were…“
Kaylie’s smile froze. “I should have asked you first.”
“If you even think about apologizing to me for baking, I might just turn you over my knee, Kaylie. You’re here with me right now and I expect , and want, you to feel comfortable and at home here; besides, it’s damn hard to be angry after tasting one of those rolls. How’d you learn to bake like this?”
“Growing up, and in the early days with Brian, I loved baking, it relaxed me, gave me a chance to think and be creative. I stopped several years ago because, well, the why is not important, but I did feel comfortable in your house, comfortable enough to let myself experience it again. It was all just sitting there, in the back of my mind, waiting for me to open it back up.” Kaylie grinned at him, her eyes sparkling. “When you went into your room, I needed the outlet, so I baked.”
Chapter 10
Drake couldn't explain to himself why he kept feeling this draw towards this woman. She was not his usual type. He was more of a love ‘em and leave ‘em man and hadn’t given it much thought. Life in the SEALs was one that was held in a constant state of readiness to go wheels up at any time, and that ‘any time’ clause didn’t afford much opportunity for
“Alright, I’ll get back to you when I have some more info for you,” Rafe said before disconnecting the call.
Drake leaned back in his chair, suddenly becoming aware of the smell of baking wafting through his house, and following his nose, he walked into the living room. He looked around his kitchen and was stunned to see fresh cinnamon rolls cooling on his counters, but did not see Kaylie or Jenny anywhere. “Kaylie? Jenny? Come on girl!” He wasn’t really worried about them, not yet, not when it was obvious they had been in here recently with the cooling cinnamon rolls gracing his counter tops. He wasn’t sure how she had done it, but the kitchen was spotless after the baking. Giving into temptation, he snagged a still hot cinnamon roll, juggling it from hand to hand to cool it off before sinking his teeth into it. Sweet mother of God, was all he could think, as he groaned with pleasure as the hot roll filled with melted butter and sugars all but dissolved in his mouth.
Suddenly he heard a sexy and throaty laugh, accompanied by an excited barking coming from outside. Walking over to the window he stopped short when he saw the woman and dog in question out playing in the snow. He could not draw his eyes away from Kaylie’ s smile as she threw snowballs, to Jenny’s delight. Kaylie laughed again as Jenny leapt into the air for a ball before disappearing into a snowdrift and bouncing back out of it again, hurrying back to Kaylie’s side, waiting for another throw.
Kaylie looked up just then and saw Drake looking out the window with a smile of his own, watching her and Jenny play. She turned to Jenny and they walked back towards the house together, Jenny’s entire body was wagging with pure, unbridled joy. Stopping just outside the door, Kaylie leaned down and brushed the snow off of Jenny’s coat, and then repeated the same procedure, more or less, on herself, knocking snow off of her coat and stomping the boots free of snow and mud before opening the door to go inside.
Drake met them at the door, smiling as they came in, bending to rub Jenny before she walked over and plopped down in an exhausted doggy sprawl in front of the fire. His eyes met Kaylie’ s as he straightened before assisting her with her gloves, and then turning her to help her with her coat. “You’ve been busy, and I apologize for being preoccupied in my room. I thought I was just in there a few minutes, but apparently, I was in there much longer than I realized. You were…“
Kaylie’s smile froze. “I should have asked you first.”
“If you even think about apologizing to me for baking, I might just turn you over my knee, Kaylie. You’re here with me right now and I expect , and want, you to feel comfortable and at home here; besides, it’s damn hard to be angry after tasting one of those rolls. How’d you learn to bake like this?”
“Growing up, and in the early days with Brian, I loved baking, it relaxed me, gave me a chance to think and be creative. I stopped several years ago because, well, the why is not important, but I did feel comfortable in your house, comfortable enough to let myself experience it again. It was all just sitting there, in the back of my mind, waiting for me to open it back up.” Kaylie grinned at him, her eyes sparkling. “When you went into your room, I needed the outlet, so I baked.”
Chapter 10
Drake couldn't explain to himself why he kept feeling this draw towards this woman. She was not his usual type. He was more of a love ‘em and leave ‘em man and hadn’t given it much thought. Life in the SEALs was one that was held in a constant state of readiness to go wheels up at any time, and that ‘any time’ clause didn’t afford much opportunity for
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