Chapter 12

Renegade

She looks exhausted, even in the candlelight surrounding us. Unfortunately, I don't know much about her job, but given the way she brought her shoes into the house with flip flops on her feet, I assume that she stands for a good portion of any event she's planned.

"How was your day?" I take a bite of the asparagus, almost moaning. There are three things I do well. Cook, fuck, and take down bad guys.

I watch her take a bite of her cream of mushroom covered pork chop and daintily swallow. The movement of her throat muscles mesmerize me, and I have to adjust my seat, which is almost embarrassing.

"It was long, but good."

She doesn't offer more than that, and honestly that's not enough for me. If we're going to do this, I want to know as much as I can about her daily life. Right now I know what she tells her brother, and what he in turn bitches to me about. "Did you have an event?"

"A wedding," she smiles. "It was gorgeous, too. They were a young couple, extremely in l