Around the middle of the afternoon, there was a knock on her door. Puzzled, she looked through the peephole and saw Nicholas. Swinging open the door, she asked, “What are you doing here?”
He smiled and held up a reusable bag from the grocery store on the corner of her street. “I want to cook with you.”
She stepped back to let him in. “What are you making?”
“Cassoulet.” Her stomach rumbled in response and they both laughed. Now that he was inside she could smell sausage in his bag as well as the clean soapy odor of him.
She poured them each a glass of red wine and perched on a stool to watch him cook. She’d always loved watching him cook, but it had always just been something fun and filled with camaraderie between them. Now that she and Dany had spoken, she couldn’t help noticing the muscles on his forearm as he chopped onions. And his clean manly scent mixed with the smell of the sausage and other ingredients while the cassoulet baked, and it was intoxicating. She watched him sip wine and prepare a salad and make a homemade vinaigrette, and she wondered how she had never noticed before how handsome her best friend was.
Teaser from Waking Her Wolf, a Paris Harem prequel short story
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