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He smoothed his ar to let her go
"I’hed "Good thing I went to the grocery store this ed, cleaned up, and dressed, and Elizabeth picked up her cup fro
"It’s cold now Guess I won’t be drinking any et dressed and go out to eat?"
"I’o with dinner"
She stopped on her way to the kitchen and pivoted, arching a brow "You are? Does thisabout that"
She gave him a dubious look "Okay"
She looked like she didn’t believe him, but he went into the kitchen to start dinner Elizabeth fixed the out pans and ingredients
"What are you ?"
"Pan-seared salhed "No really What are you ?"
He slanted her a look "That’s really what I’hly ihed "I promise not to poison you"
He put water on to boil, then put butter in a pan and added a piece of salot out the spinach, washed it, and zested a le"
He smiled at her and took a sip of wine "I told you I can cook"
"I guess you did, didn’t you"
Once the salmon was done, he set it aside, threw more butter into the pan, and tossed the spinach in there Once the spinach had wilted, he added the lemon zest and so his ith the other
Elizabeth inhaled "Gavin, that sood What can I do to help?"
"Are you sure you want to? I don’t want to ruin your cooking eave her instructions for the garlic bread, so she busied herself with slicing the bread and preparing it She set the table while he tossed the bread in the oven By then it was time to flake the salmon and add it to the pan with the spinach and crea wasat a fast clip, just the way he liked it
Elizabeth came up behind hiht just never let you go Do you hire out for parties?"
He laid the spoon on the stove, turned around, and kissed her thoroughly,sure she understood just how much he still wanted her "Depends on the payht pink, and he didn’t think it had anything to do with the stove being hot "Oh, I think I could definitely meet your payment demands"
He patted her on the butt, and she moved out of his hile he drained the pasta and added parsley to the salmon and spinach in the pan
While that heated up, he pulled the bread out of the oven, put some pasta on their plates, and scooped the crea it off with soht the plates over to the table where Elizabeth had already poured fresh wine
He waited while she took the first bite Her closed eyes and murmured sounds of approval made him smile
"Holy crap, Gavin Are you sure you wouldn’t rather be a chef? This is fantastic"
"Thanks And I like to eat but don’t always like to eat out Told you ood cook and insisted we learned to fend for ourselves"
She scooped another forkful into herfor yourself is tossing a steak or burgers on the grill This is cuisine Men just don’t cook like this"
He took a bite, enjoying her delight in his cooking "This man does"
She waved her fork at him "You are a rare breed, Gavin Riley Don’t tell tooup in droves to eous; you play Major League Baseball, which means you’re a jock; you’re a millionaire; and you can cook, too? Woet media to do a photo spread of you in the kitchen"
He ate, watching the wheels turn in her head Her eyes widened, and he knew the gears had clicked into place
Shit
"Oh, my God, the exposure would be fantastic We could do the cooking angle,network shows, so shows, because they eat that up The jock who can cook" She grabbed a forkful of food and ate another bite
"What else can you cook?"
He arched a brow "Why?"
"Well, is it fancy stuff like this?"
"This isn’t a fancyto make"
"It doesn’t matter It looks fancy and it tastes incredible So tell ry, so he finished his food, drank his wine, and ate garlic bread, then fixed a second helping Meanwhile, Elizabeth grabbed her laptop and ate while si notes
"What was the naain?"
"Pan-seared salmon with pasta and spinach cream sauce"
She typed, then looked over the top of her laptop at hi his plate to the side "Pasta carbonara Lio salsa Steak fajitas with Spanish rice Chicken Parmesan I make a lot of stuff, Elizabeth I don’t even rereat We could do a cookbook Or even a cooking show"
"No"
"What? Yes"
"No I don’t cook for a living I play baseball"