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sound of a key turning in the front door lock.

Chapter Nine
     
    Aiden switched off the engine and stared at the house. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d arrived home to lights on in the house and he had mixed feelings now. What an idiot! He should have said no to Jan. And Brett was no better.
    I’m fucked!
    How the hell was he supposed to live in the same house as the woman who made him hard just by looking at him? Every time he thought about her he couldn’t help but imagine what he would do with that luscious body if it was his to play with.
    Bracing himself, he climbed out of his truck and headed toward the house.
    Opening the door, the first thing that assailed him was the wonderful smell of something cooking. He headed for the kitchen, hanging up his jacket on the way through.
    The sight that greeted him there knocked him sideways. Aly was bent over the oven, pulling a dish from its depths. Her softly rounded behind was encased in tight blue jeans and as she stood and turned, her face was flushed from the heat of the oven.
    Definitely fucked! Just like her if he had his way!
    To hide his immediate and rock-hard erection he made his way to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. Opening it and taking a slug he turned back, his libido slightly more under control.
    “Something smells good.”
    He smiled and Aly’s face grew even redder than before. She turned back to the cooker and started to dish up the meal.
    “I’m sorry. I was going to eat before you came home but I got lost in a book and didn’t realise the time.”
    Aiden walked up behind her and, taking her by the arm, gently pulled her back round.
    “Hey. I didn’t expect you to cook for me. I can’t remember the last time I had a proper home-cooked meal. And as long as you’re here you need to treat this as your home. No eating alone unless you choose to or I’m out late.”
    Her arm tingled where he held her and a bolt of lightning zinged down to her clit.
    His soft voice cut into her suddenly blank mind.
    “Breathe, Aly.”
    She hadn’t realised until he spoke that she had been holding her breath, but did as she was told and inhaled deeply.
    Her startled gaze rose and quickly fell again as he stood before her, hand still holding her arm, thumb stroking her skin through the thin fabric of her sweater.
    Quickly grabbing the plates she placed them, one on each end of the large table, and took her seat. Her hands shook as she picked up her fork and started to eat, not daring to look up at the man at the other end of the kitchen.
    “Look at me, Aly.” Again his soft voice interrupted her thoughts.
    Aly swallowed hard but kept her eyes down on her meal.
    “Look. At. Me.”
    Aiden’s voice deepened and her eyes flew up to meet his intense gaze.
    “Before we go any further, let’s get one thing straight. As long as you are here in my house you will treat it as your home. I don’t know what Jan told you the rent was…but I will only accept your share of food and utilities…”
    He raised a finger as she started to speak.
    “I repeat, I do not want rent. You need to save what you have for when you get back home. This house was my grandparents’, which means I don’t have a mortgage. We can share supermarket bills and you could give me something toward electricity, gas, and so on, but that’s it. If you’re cooking for yourself I would appreciate sharing, because this meal is amazing, but it’s not part of our agreement. I have a cleaner come in once a week to do the important stuff and I usually go to the supermarket once a month to stock up.
    “If you need anything done in the house, such as bringing in logs for the fires, you will ask me. I do not expect you to carry them in, and I will make up a fire each night ready for you to light should you be in before me in the evening.”
    His words were forceful, brooking no argument, and she nodded.
    As they finished eating, she rose to start clearing the table. He watched her as