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“Oh, because I figure you like eating them. No?”

“You don’t have a very good opinion of me, do you?” he asked drily. “I like to eat young animals and destroy and conquer.”

“Umm.” Wow. She’d really dug herself a hole, hadn’t she?

He placed a Danish and a croissant on her plate and then pulled over the bowl of fruit.

“This looks so delicious. You did an amazing job. I’m sorry I got coffee everywhere. I’ll try to get the stain out. Actually, I should probably soak it now. I’ll just move everything off the table and?—”

She stood and he gently grasped hold of her arm, tugging her back into her seat. Then he sat next to her.

“Leave the tablecloth.”

“But it will stain,” she protested.

“So?”

She bit her lip. She’d still try to get the stain out later.

“You’re not washing the damn tablecloth, baby.”

She sighed as he forked up a piece of strawberry and held it up for her.

Faith took the strawberry without thought.

“And I can’t claim that I set this all up. My housekeeper came in and did it.”

“On a Sunday?” She gaped at him.

“Yep.” He held up a piece of kiwi.

She shook her head. “No, thanks.”

“Eat it. It’s good for you.”

She wrinkled her nose. “I don’t like kiwi. She really came in on a Sunday?”

“I pay her very well. Would you like a drink of juice?”

“Yes, please.” She sighed longingly as she stared at the coffee. “Pineapple, please.”

Reuben poured her a glass of juice and held it up for her to sip from. She tried to take the glass, but he brushed her hand away.

All right. She guessed he didn’t want a repeat of the coffee-massacre.

And she actually liked him doing all of these things for her. Sometimes, it felt like her Little was starved of affection. And each of these gestures was feeding her. Bit by bit.

She still really needed some more coffee. Maybe she could sneak up to the kitchen back at Cammie’s without Eric seeing her.

During the weekends, he stayed glued to the television in the living room anyway.

Reuben reached over and grabbed her cup of coffee, taking a sip from it.

Oh no, now that was just mean.

Was he deliberately taunting her with it?

How could he be so cruel?

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