Chapter Twenty-Eight - te espera

All throughout dinner, Sienna could sense the charged current passing through them. Lucas loved the food that she made and praised it in some way or the other all the time. Although it was a pleasing meal, one look into his stormy eyes made her aware of what was to follow afterward. Lucas wasn’t easily satiated and his eyes promised her more c*rnal pleasure once he had access to her body again. 

“Have you ever cooked for Roman before?” He asked all of a sudden. Sienna shook her head.

“He never stayed long enough. It was either a short visit at home or at the hospital where dad was admitted or at a business party,” said Sienna with a shrug. 

“So, am I the first man you’ve cooked for?” Asked Lucas with a smug smile.