kind offer Martha’s made to make her breakfast. During the day, there really hadn’t been time to eat. Now as she looked around the pristine gourmet kitchen, Reyna wondered if she dared to attempt to prepare anything. The place looked magazine perfect.
It was obvious Brody rarely used the kitchen. No doubt, he mostly chose to dine out. Not that she could really blame him. It wasn’t much fun eating alone. That was one thing Reyna had found hard to get used to with Cade rarely home.
She opened the refrigerator door and stood scanning its contents unaware she was no longer alone.
* * * *
Brody stood silently watching the girl who looked strangely out of place standing in his kitchen. He just couldn’t get used to seeing her there, but he liked knowing he was coming home to her.
She was dressed in loose-fitting dress pants, but he could still see the slim curve of her hip and the way they clung to her bottom. The white tee shirt, although slightly dressier, was similar enough to what she’d worn last night in bed to remind him of everything he hadn’t been unable to forget most of today. How she felt in his arms as she clung to him in her sleep and what lay beneath that innocent white tee shirt.
Her body was perfect. Her slim legs tanned against the white panties and shirt was enough to send his mind back to places he’d been going to in his fantasies since meeting her. Someone had chosen to hurt her. Even though she denied it and he remembered every single one of Cade’s graphic details of what she liked, it was evident she hadn’t enjoyed this. It was there in her eyes. The fear and hurt were all too clear, in spite of what Cade told him.
Brody must have made some small sound because she turned quickly around, startled by his presence. Her hands dropped to her sides, the fridge slammed shut behind her making her jump. Her gaze collided with his for a moment before looking away. She still couldn’t look at him, he thought a little bitterly. He wasn’t sure if she were embarrassed by their closeness the night -before, or by what he’d discovered about her.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you,” he said, taking another step closer. “You look nice. What have you been up to today?”
Her fingers automatically went to her hair and he remembered something, some past comment Cade had made about how much Reyna hated her hair, because in her opinion, it always looked disheveled. Of course, he’d taken advantage of every opportunity to steer the conversation to Reyna whenever he and Cade were together. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly at that thought. She had no idea how obsessed he’d become by every little detail of her. She looked stunning to him. A mixture between lost child and very, very seductive woman.
His eyes slipped slowly over her body. From the blond curls that had fallen in her face, past the tee shirt that clung to her small, firm breasts, down past her flat stomach to the legs he knew were very tan beneath those starched, pinstriped pants. The way she looked standing there so innocently before him did things to his libido that he found hard to control. His gaze met hers again and she saw his reaction. He couldn’t really hide how much he wanted her. Hell, he really didn’t want to. He liked the way she blushed from her head to her toes every time he looked at her as he was at this moment.
“I went job hunting today.” She shook her head making a face that told him just how pitiful the outcome had been and he laughed.
“No luck, huh? Well, don’t get too discouraged. Job hunting, especially in Denver, can be brutal.”
“I wasn’t expecting you to
It was obvious Brody rarely used the kitchen. No doubt, he mostly chose to dine out. Not that she could really blame him. It wasn’t much fun eating alone. That was one thing Reyna had found hard to get used to with Cade rarely home.
She opened the refrigerator door and stood scanning its contents unaware she was no longer alone.
* * * *
Brody stood silently watching the girl who looked strangely out of place standing in his kitchen. He just couldn’t get used to seeing her there, but he liked knowing he was coming home to her.
She was dressed in loose-fitting dress pants, but he could still see the slim curve of her hip and the way they clung to her bottom. The white tee shirt, although slightly dressier, was similar enough to what she’d worn last night in bed to remind him of everything he hadn’t been unable to forget most of today. How she felt in his arms as she clung to him in her sleep and what lay beneath that innocent white tee shirt.
Her body was perfect. Her slim legs tanned against the white panties and shirt was enough to send his mind back to places he’d been going to in his fantasies since meeting her. Someone had chosen to hurt her. Even though she denied it and he remembered every single one of Cade’s graphic details of what she liked, it was evident she hadn’t enjoyed this. It was there in her eyes. The fear and hurt were all too clear, in spite of what Cade told him.
Brody must have made some small sound because she turned quickly around, startled by his presence. Her hands dropped to her sides, the fridge slammed shut behind her making her jump. Her gaze collided with his for a moment before looking away. She still couldn’t look at him, he thought a little bitterly. He wasn’t sure if she were embarrassed by their closeness the night -before, or by what he’d discovered about her.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you,” he said, taking another step closer. “You look nice. What have you been up to today?”
Her fingers automatically went to her hair and he remembered something, some past comment Cade had made about how much Reyna hated her hair, because in her opinion, it always looked disheveled. Of course, he’d taken advantage of every opportunity to steer the conversation to Reyna whenever he and Cade were together. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly at that thought. She had no idea how obsessed he’d become by every little detail of her. She looked stunning to him. A mixture between lost child and very, very seductive woman.
His eyes slipped slowly over her body. From the blond curls that had fallen in her face, past the tee shirt that clung to her small, firm breasts, down past her flat stomach to the legs he knew were very tan beneath those starched, pinstriped pants. The way she looked standing there so innocently before him did things to his libido that he found hard to control. His gaze met hers again and she saw his reaction. He couldn’t really hide how much he wanted her. Hell, he really didn’t want to. He liked the way she blushed from her head to her toes every time he looked at her as he was at this moment.
“I went job hunting today.” She shook her head making a face that told him just how pitiful the outcome had been and he laughed.
“No luck, huh? Well, don’t get too discouraged. Job hunting, especially in Denver, can be brutal.”
“I wasn’t expecting you to
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