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She reached for the box, and he snatched it out of her hands

“Hey, give that back”

“You can’t go until we’ve worked out terms”

“What ter about?”

“Renard!” the voice snapped through the kitchen,her freeze She turned as Saxon walked into the kitchen, his presence sapping all the oxygen froaze on whatever he held in his hand “The next tiive me more notice, will you? I was already ten ot that call from Thomas And could you please make more of an effort with him” His voice died as he looked up and spotted her standing there

“Aspen, what are you doing here?”

“Iuhum” she stumbled over her words, completely thrown by the coldness of his voice This wasn’t the man she’d spoken to earlier There was an impatience about him

“Whatever the hell is going on between the two of you, you’re going to have to put it aside while I work out soirlie Better yet, why don’t you both find other bed partners? Mixing pleasure and business is never a good idea”

Both of the way too pleased with himself

“What are you talking about now, Renard?” Saxon snapped

Renard pointed at her “Meet our new pastry chef”

She gaped at Mr Renard “What?”

“The pie is suitable Need to see what else you can do, though Want to make sure for myself it’s not just pies you can do”

“Pie? What pie?” Saxon asked

Renard turned to hiht you a pie to make up for whatever she did I told her she’d be better off just giving you a blow job Might put you in a betterlike a bear with a sore paw lately Now that you’re here the two of you can work out the ters to do”