he watched everything like a hawk, avid, analyzing. And he was anything but uninterested in her. She’d prove it.
“I’ve changed my mind.” She craned her neck around him to get a closer whiff of the edible delight he was stirring. “This place is a hundred-star hotel. It’s got its own crown-prince chef.”
He peered down his sculpted nose at her. “Don’t be so quick to promote me to chefdom. You haven’t tasted this mess yet.”
“Nothing that smells that good can taste bad. What is it?”
“You mean you’ve never seen lentils before? Your diet consists solely of carnivorous delicacies and men?”
He wouldn’t stop goading her about her supposed man-devouring activities, would he? He’d learn different. Until then, nothing he said could touch her. Even if it always tickled her.
“I’ll have you know I’m a vegetarian.” She served generous portions into the bowls he’d put out. “And lentils are one of my favorite foods. I’m asking about the spices that give it that heavenly aroma.”
“You’re asking me to reveal my secrets? Tsk. If you must know, it’s a protective concoction. For XY-chromosome bearers.”
She giggled. “Protecting huge, power-laden you from XX me, now that I got you stranded in the middle of the desert?”
She laughed again at the notion, before a heady sensation spread inside her. She would have been the one fearing for her safety, or at least feeling uncomfortable, with any other man. But with Amjad she felt totally safe, totally at ease.
She blew into her simmering spoon, licked at its surface. She groaned as the complex flavor hit her taste buds. She hoovered the rest, yelping as it scalded her, then did the same thing again and again.
After a moment of watching her ravenous demonstration, he said, “It’s nutmeg, chives, garlic, lime shavings and sumac. But you’ll understand if I don’t reveal the exact ratio.”
“What good would that be, if I don’t know the counter-concoction?”
He gave her a mock-conceding nod, began to eat.
She’d attended banquets he’d organized in the past, forgetting to eat as she lost herself in the pleasure of watching his feline focus and fastidiousness. She suspected he used the absorption in his meal to discourage interaction.
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