CHAPTER 34: Breakfast

  Magda giggled as she sat on a stool at the giant kitchen island wrapped up in Ares’ oversized bathrobe and he flung flour in her direction. He was wearing nothing but boxers as he prepared their breakfasts. They had gone for a soak in the hot tub and then a swim, both done completely nude and involved a lot of heavy petting and kissing.

  She was discovering where he was concerned, she was becoming addicted. He couldn’t step past her without somehow touching her or putting his lips to her. He was very touchy feely and it was making her feel wonderfully special. She found herself leaning into every stroke and caress and wanting to touch him as much as he touched her.

  Right now, because he was preparing their breakfast, she had been relegated to sitting on the stool and staying out of reach because she was a distraction and he’d already burned a pan of scrambled eggs kissing her mindless.

  She giggled again as he kept trying to rub his nose on his shoulder. “Still itchy?”