Sharon Kendrik - Passionate Fantasy

She took a deep breath as she covered the dough with a damp tea-towel and put it to one side to rise, looking up as she heard the kitchen door open, her hackles rising protectively as she steeled herself for Darius.

But it was Simon who smilingly appeared, his shiny brown hair gleaming, dressed in the habitual Australian male summer uniform of knee-length shorts worn instead of trousers, teamed with accompanying long socks. He had a pleasant face with regular features and none of the brooding watchfulness of his employer. In the normal course of events Simon was, Kitty decided, the kind of man who would never have a problem with women— but she suspected that he would always play second fiddle to the colder, harder but infinitely more attractive Darius.

‘Hi!’ His eyes lit up. ‘How’s it going?’

‘Great, thanks,’ said Kitty, relaxing instantly, thinking what a pleasant and genuine smile he had.

There was something almost of the big brother about Simon—not that she had any brothers to compare him with, of course, but he made her feel somehow safe—the very opposite to how her boss made her feel.

Was she at ease with Simon simply because they’d shared a meal that evening? Because they were both in the subordinate roles of employees? Or was it because he seemed so uncomplicated and easygoing when compared with Darius?

Or maybe, she thought ruefully, it was just that she needed an ally in a house where she was planning to break the law ...

‘What’s cooking?’ asked Simon as he reached for a wooden spoon which stood in a bowl full of chocolate sauce.

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