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Jilly wasn’t sure where the Sir part came from. It just slipped out. But he seemed to like it. Some of the anger left his face.
“Now, sit right while I go pick up the groceries you dropped. You will not move. Except to drink this water.”
Grabbing her glass, he refilled it, placing it back on the table.
“Then we’re going to have a talk about safety while you eat a proper dinner. And by proper dinner, I am not talking about rice pudding.”
But it was so delicious.
And it was comfort food. She didn’t want to eat vegetables. You ate vegetables when things were going right in your life. When everything was going to crap, then you ate rice pudding.
Rice pudding was life.
Plus, this rice pudding was the good kind. A bit more expensive. But she needed it.
Right now she felt like an orange whose juice had all been sucked out, just leaving the shell and some sucked-on innards.
Hmm. That sounded gross.
She heard him talking. Then there was another voice. Was someone else was here? Getting to her feet, she tiptoed over to the doorway.
Jilly was good at staying under the radar, at sneaking around. But when she got to the doorway everything went silent.
Then she heard footsteps. Turning, she raced back to the chair.
Regent gave her a skeptical look when he returned. “Did you stay right there?”
“Where else would I go? I’m a good girl, remember?” She gave him an innocent look.
He made a scoffing noise as he carried an armful of her groceries over to the table, placing them down.
“You’re not fooling me, Jillian Anne Crane.”
She winced at hearing her last name. She usually used her mother’s maiden name now.
Her father had been known as The Crane. That name didn’t have happy connotations for her.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” she said quickly.
“Jilly, this doesn’t work if you lie to me,” he told her coldly as he inspected the bunch of bananas she’d bought.
They were all bruised.
Looks like she was going to be making banana ice cream.
“What doesn’t work?” she asked, confused.
He stilled, looking down at her. “Our relationship.”
“We have a relationship?”
Warmth filled her. They had a relationship! Something she’d always dreamed about.
Any moment now, he would rush across the room, pick her up into his arms and then fuck her against the wall. Or maybe he’d push her over the kitchen table.
Or just lay her down on the floor.
