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Chapter Eight

I’m adequately fucked.

As in, my body is sore in all the right places, and my skin tingles from all the contact.

Luke is an extremely attentive lover, and I am quite appreciative for the false heart attack for which I was air lifted to Hollybrooke, although I’m sure my insurance will sky rocket from it.

It was worth it.

If my repayment was for orgasms, I think that I would be set for life.

I should refocus and think that the repayment is whatever this is kindling with Luke.

We’ve laid in bed discussing what we want, and we both determined that we want to see more of one another. We worked out a loose back and forth arrangement to see each other as time and schedules allow with my schedule being more on the side of loose.

We also had more sex than I’ve likely had in the past year, and I’m not complaining about that, and neither is Luke.

Finally, we emerge from what I will now refer to as the sex den to eat something, however once I open my fridge, I am slightly embarrassed with how bare it is. Luke stands behind me against the counter with his phone in his hand. He is wearing his low hanging sweat shorts, no shirt or socks, with his hair disheveled, and looking every bit of hot as sin standing in my kitchen.

I lick my lips and shake my head.

Focus, Rhiannon. You need food. Sustenance. Then more of the sexy times. Focus!

“So, I maybe have three items in my fridge, and none of those three can make food that would make any semblance of a meal. Or delicious.”

Luke puts his phone on the counter and comes to look at the lack of contents in my fridge.

“Well, we have two options.” He crosses his arms coming to stand to his full height.

“Oh yeah?” I mimic his stance.

“We can either go shopping and grab food to cook. Or we go somewhere and eat.”

“You can cook?” I drop my hands.

“I can. I’m not great, but I can manage to feed myself in between my shifts.” He nods.

“I think number two would be the better option. It would be quicker and less of a mess to clean up.” I smile.

“But what if I want to get you dirty?” He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me close to him.

I put my hand on his chest and playfully push him away.

“As much as I like getting sexed up by you, we need to eat. Food is important as it helps your body with energy, nutrition, and sex fuel.”

“Sex fuel?” The ends of his lips curl up.

“Yes, sex fuel. So, go put on some clothes. I’m going to make sure you eat the best burger in town. Wait, you do eat meat right? You’re not one of those veggie eaters?”

He nods then retreats back to my sex den with me following behind him.

We’re walkingthrough the front door of The Neighborhood, and I look around to see who’s on shift. I see Deb taking an order in the back of the bar, and Miles is tending to the bar. While I get along with everyone I work with, Miles is one of my favorite people in the world. Like me, he takes care of his mom, and for that alone, we’ve been able to relate.

I grab Luke’s hand, and we walk to the bar. I plop my bag on top loudly to get Miles’s attention, and it works. He smiles while wiping his hands, and he walks over to us. He tosses two coasters in front of us and leans toward Luke.

“Doc, I hope that this isn’t a business-related trip?” he asks.

Luke shakes his head and puts our joined hands on top of the bar.

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