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booty.
She opened the double doors of the stainless steel refrigerator. Too well
stocked, and not much room for anything more. Contorting her tongue, she used
her cartoon duck voice. “What are we gonna do now?”
    “What the heck was that?” Treven wandered into the kitchen,
a crooked smile on his face.
    “Oh. Sorry.” Very few people knew about her duck voice.
“When I’m overwhelmed, I go into cartoon mode.”
    “You’re one fascinating woman, Delta. Race car driver by
day, cartoon duck by night.” He looked at the plethora on the counter. “You
even baked bread?” His smile came with a big yawn.
    “Your neighbors and the townsfolk stopped by.” She couldn’t
imagine anyone in her neighborhood in Atlanta doing anything like this for her.
    “Ah.” He used his foot to pull out one of the tall stools on
the far side of the island. “I should have warned you.”
    “The prayer chain strikes again.”
    He nodded and poked at a plate of bars covered in clear
wrap. “Gotta love livin’ in a fishbowl.”
    She jumped to help him open it, then shrugged. “Short of
taping a fork to your bandages.” Picking up what looked like a seven-layer bar,
she held it out for him. “Excuse my fingers in your food.”
    He opened his mouth and she popped it in. Treven stared at
her with those sleepy green eyes. Nothing in her recent memory buzzed with that
much sexual energy, or hit her that hard and naughty down low in her belly. She
heaved out a breath and went back to making his sandwich. She had to watch
herself, or she’d end up tumbling into bed with this cowboy, maybe even falling
for him a little. Just a little.
    “Some mayo, some mustard, please.” He sat patiently while
she dressed the sandwich, set a glass of ice water with a straw in front of
him, then plopped down next to him and held up a quarter of the sandwich.
    He took a bite, chewed and swallowed, she wiped mustard from
his mouth, then he leaned in and kissed her.
    ****
    Goddamnit, what was he doing? Treven pressed his lips
against Delta’s, breathing in her sexy, spicy scent, like some foreign opiate
that stirred his blood to boiling.
    For a second, she froze, then opened her lips on his,
inviting him in.
    He took advantage, skimming his tongue over her teeth and
into her mouth, tangling his tongue with hers, tasting every little bit of her
he could reach.
    He’d always heard that one kiss could change a man’s life.
And this was that kiss. He could barely breathe.
    Delta pulled away first. “Wow.” The word floated out on a
sigh. She blinked those pretty mismatched eyes at him and licked her lips. “You
sure know how to surprise a girl.”
    Surprised her ? Hell, he couldn’t believe he’d just
done that. “If I blame it on the pain meds, would you forgive me?” But the meds
had worn off an hour ago. This was all pure desire happening here in his
kitchen, and he could feel her response just as if she’d waved a green flag at
him.
    “Nothing to forgive, cowboy.” She held up the sandwich for
him. “And in case you didn’t notice, I was glad to participate.” The smile she
gave him was soft and flirty.
    He took a bite, chewed and swallowed, watching her. “You’re
not what I expected.” The media made her out to be a wild child, doing what she
wanted whenever she had the urge, spending her deceased father’s money like she
was determined to go broke, and living her life on the edge.
    “Yeah, I’ve got a reputation out there.” She frowned as she
picked up another wedge of sandwich.
    “Yet, here you are, being my nurse, cook, stable hand—”
    “I’m really glad I could do it.” She said the words quickly
as she set down the sandwich. “But honestly, Treven?” She squinted at him. “If
both my race cars weren’t out of commission, I might not have offered.” With a
shrug of one shoulder, she got up to refill his water glass. “I probably would
have hired someone to nurse you for a time, though. Throw some of the