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“I hear you’re a pretty a and wonder what else Anna has being telling her

“Since when?” scoffs Dan “Old Nicky boy can't even cook an egg properly Reroan You burn one egg, and you never live it down

“I inally since then,” I retort with a frown

“So, are you offering to cook dinner, then?” he says with a grin “How about I catch, you cook?”

“Fine,” I say with a shrug “Though with your track record, we ht if that’s the only plan we have” I wink at Anna “Unless you’re relying on your daughter to get your count up?”

Dan laughs and lets out a lohistle “Harsh, Nick Harsh How about you get in the kitchen like the good woman you are and cook?”

“Fine,” I say, shaking my head I leave my rod in Max’s hands and start toward the door

“So, should soive Nick a hand to cook, then?” Kayla pipes up

“Are you offering?” Dan chuckles

“God, no,” Kayla shudders I narrow my eyes, and she blushes “It’s the fish I don’t want to touch, not you,” she assureseven harder

Anna rolls her eyes “I’ll give him a hand”

She stands up and steps over her rod, brushing her hands off on her jeans So her as she walks towardsat her For the briefestNo, that's ridiculous He'd have absolutely nothing to base that on The only way he’s going to find us out is if I keep acting like a paranoid idiot

I keep ht of stairs up to the kitchen The moment we’re alone, I take her hand and pull her into hly

“Fuck, I've been wanting to do that all day,” I mutter

She sighs as I tilt her head and run er, but she keeps glancing over at the door like she's terrified of so in