For the moment, though, I'm promoting Tyne and Daphne (Mill Pond #4). Tyne's a chef, and he's promised his friend to try to help Daphne heal after her professor boyfriend dumped her. She'd rather retreat back into her shell, but Tyne's determined to not let that happen. He's dragged her to his apartment to cook supper for her:
She nodded, and from her expression, he could tell she’d decided he was only temporary, that he’d be gone before she knew it. She glanced at the chin-up bar attached to the door to his bedroom, noticed the work-out weights lying on the floor near his bed. Everything portable. And she smiled. Her shoulders relaxed. Her mood lightened.
Intriguing. She thought he’d lose interest in her soon and move on, that he lived in the moment, and that made her feel better. Little did she know that he’d promised Chase and Paula he’d be there for her when Idiot Prof showed his true colors.
“I could use some help,” he said and motioned to the ingredients he’d put on two cutting boards. “You can do the veggies, and I’ll do the chicken and sauce.”
She came around the counter and stared at the chef’s knife beside her board. “Don’t you have any gadgets to throw these in? Something to chop them up for you?”
Tyne shut his eyes and counted to ten. “Chefs don’t need gadgets. We have skills.”
She picked up the knife and cut through the bok choy. He held his breath. He’d never seen worse knife skills. She was lucky she still had fingers. “No, no, not like that.” He walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her to show her how to do it right. She tensed. Oh, lord. “I’m not trying to feel you up. I’m trying to keep you from cutting yourself. Pay attention.”
“I feel smothered in maleness.”
I hope you like the excerpt. Things are settling down for me, so I'll try to put up a new post every Thursday again.