CHAPTER 309

Cori

Duke’s eyes stayed glued to my ass. Usually, the power I had over men was my aphrodisiac. This was different. He looked at me like he owned me. I wasn’t sure how to feel about it. If he would fuck me, it would be easier. That I could deal with.

I cooked enough food for several people. Slowly, the scent filled the house and my stomach growled more frequently. The panic had receded to a point where I was breathing normally. I had to gain control to move on and I would. For now, I needed time to get my head straight.

I popped bread into the toaster and started preparing Duke’s plate. I cut thin slices of orange as a garnish to finish the design. I carried his plate over first and then retrieved mine and sat across from him.

He stared down at his food and then looked up at me. He picked up the orange slice and examined it. That’s when I realized he’d probably never ate at anything fancier than a diner. Would he think I was showing off?

I picked mine up and ate it without smiling, sep