Chapter 26

• Wait, was he actually making her breakfast? The last time someone had done that for her, it had been Rain and he'd just tossed a half-eaten box of cereal on top of her while she'd been passed out on the club house's pool table, startling her awake from a terrible hangover.
• She'd been beyond grateful for the sugary sustenance then, but this was something else entirely, and she hated how her stomach fluttered as she watched Daniel cook.
• Every move he made was methodical, and frankly very attractive. She didn't even know if she'd ever seen a man cook before, definitely not for her, and someone as powerful and as wealthy as him? He could have a maid over here and a chef, cleaning and cooking for him with no problem.