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“Did you eat?” I asked.
She met my gaze. “No, I was waiting for you.” Kennedy placed a hand up. “Don’t worry, Vigo and Remo are standing outside the kitchen.”
“They let my little captive eat in the kitchen, huh?”
“Franco, I haven’t been downstairs that long. I just didn’t want to eat without you.”
“You didn’t know I was coming home.”
She scrounged up her nose. “Clip told Remo that you’d be here within the hour.”
I ran a palm over my hair. “I’m going to kill him.”
What the fuck was my best friend doing? Playing matchmaker?
“Wash your hands so we can eat,” Kennedy ordered.
My eyes roved the tiny black shorts, and the yellow cut off tank top she wore.
Fuck, I love her curves.
“Don’t prance around the house in front of my men in skimpy clothes,” I bit out as I approached the sink.
Kennedy burst into laughter as she carried the two containers to the two stainless-steel built-in microwaves.
“I’m usually in my dungeon. This is my first time out of my room when you weren’t here.”
I shrugged out of my tuxedo jacket, then draped it across the back of one of the six chairs at the countertop.
“Thanks for making sure I was fed.” She grinned.
“You’re welcome.” I approached with slow, confident steps.
“Were you hurt?”
“No.” She placed one container in my hand. I inhaled the smoke seeping out the sides of the container. It smelled like spicy barbecue sauce and pickles.
“The burger smells amazing,” I stated.
Kennedy smiled as she moved around the kitchen, grabbing two glasses from the cabinets and a bottle of strawberry pop from the fridge. She poured the contents into the glasses, then placed them on the counter. After she finished, Kennedy hoisted herself onto the countertop. Her bare feet rested on the stool. I placed my container next to hers.
“Vigo and Remo, do a perimeter check.”
“Right away, sir,” Vigo responded from outside the kitchen.
Untying my bow tie, I sat on a stool next to her. “I thought you didn’t eat red meat?”
Kennedy snickered as she bit into her sandwich. Ketchup and mustard oozed from the sides onto the square shaped parchment paper underneath the sandwich.
Her eyes slammed shut. “This sandwich is the best,” she moaned around a mouth full of the burger.
Gripping the burger with two hands, I held my elbows up as I tore into the hearty sandwich.
Kennedy watched me intently.
I nodded as I chewed. “Taste good. The pickles are top notch.”
She leaned in. “You just bit into your very first Slutty Vegan sandwich.” Kennedy roared with laughter.
