CHAPTER 9

Sitting across from Reece at the small, cozy kitchen table, Amara reached for her second slice of ‘Quattro Stagioni’ pizza, still absorbing the fact that she and Reece lived together in his two-story house.

So far, she'd only seen the lower level of the structure, and she had to admit not only to herself but to Reece as well, that nothing looked familiar. She'd racked her brain for a niggle of recognition, but Reece had gathered her in his strong arms and told her to be patient and give it time.

His closeness, warmth, and arousing male scene was all it took to soothe her frazzled nerves. She'd clung to him because he made her feel safe and secure, and as though she belonged in his embrace.

In his life…

From there, she'd relaxed and told herself to enjoy the man so willing to cater to her every whim and desire. A man who inspired decadent fantasies and a hunger that had nothing to do with the food she was feasting on.

Amara to