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Riley’s POV

The kitchen smelled like heaven. Steam rose from the dishes I’d prepared, carrying the aroma of garlic, herbs, and butter.

Despite Jaxon’s constant attempts to distract me, I had managed to finish the meal. But I was exhausted—not from cooking, but from the unrelenting energy of the man watching my every move.

“You’re still hovering,” I said, glancing at him as I wiped my hands on a towel.

Jaxon was positioned on one of the stools at the kitchen island, his arms folded as he leaned back, looking like he owned the world.

Which, technically, he did.

The dim lighting of the kitchen caught the sharp angles of his face, making him look even more devilishly handsome. His eyes were locked on me, and I could tell he was planning his next move.

“Just enjoying the view,” he said, his voice dripping with amusement.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed the plates, intent on ignoring him.

“If you’re done being a creep, go set the table. Dinner’s ready.”

“Me?” He raised an eyebrow,
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