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searched the cupboards, finding the rest of what she needed. After setting the flour and sugar in front of Drake, she had him measure it out for her.
    “He can wait. I want muffins.”
    Kat grinned. “How long have you known Sloane?”
    “Long time. Fifteen years probably. What I can’t figure out is why you’re down here by yourself. Did he run off to the gym or work and leave you?”
    Kat shook her head and gave him the muffin pan to line with paper cups. “He’s taking a shower. I thought I’d scrounge up breakfast.” That wasn’t exactly the truth. She’d felt restless and out of place. That drove her to the kitchen. “I don’t know if he even eats breakfast.” She carefully folded the blueberries into the batter. “Especially carbs and fat…Sloane’s, well he keeps in shape.”
    “Shape? Humph. The boy trains like a demon. Usually he’s at the gym early in the morning and often after work.”
    After sliding the muffins into the preheated oven, she looked at Drake. “Trains? He doesn’t fight—”
    “Kat?”
    She spun at Sloane’s voice, catching herself on the counter.
    He strode into the kitchen, wearing a killer suit and a grim expression. “You’re still here.”
    It took everything she had not to snap at him. Keeping it light, she said, “I don’t have a ride, remember?”
    He crossed to her and lifted her face. “I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. I came out of the shower and you were gone. I thought maybe you’d left.”
    “By stealing your car? Think it out, Sloane. You’ve seen my success rate with getting into a cab.” That had been humiliating, but Sloane had taken it in stride.
    “I’d have given you the keys to my car, sugar,” Drake offered. “After the muffins are done.”
    “Shut up, Drake. She doesn’t need your car.”
    “Yeah? Then why was this gorgeous girl down here while you’re in the shower? What a dumbass.” He snorted. “Good for me, though. I scored blueberry muffins.”
    Kat choked on laughter. She liked Drake, she really did.
    “Are the muffins done yet?” Sloane drew his thumb across her cheek. “He won’t be able to talk with his mouth full.”
    She glanced over at the timer. “Almost.”
    “He’s right though.”
    “That you’re a dumbass?”
    Sloane grinned. “That you’re gorgeous. And yeah, I’m a dumbass.” He swept Kat up, set her on the counter and kissed her.
    His warm mouth brushed over hers, driving out everything else, including the fact that they were in his kitchen and giving Drake a front-row view.
    Sloane twisted her hair around his hand, tugging her head back and invading her mouth. His taste flooded her, minty toothpaste, coffee and the richer, more addictive flavor of him. She sank her fingers into his hair, tangling her tongue with his.
    The sound of the buzzer penetrated her sexual fog. Kat pulled back. “Muffins. Breakfast.”
    “I’ll get them,” Drake said. “You two just carry on.”
    Sloane’s attention followed Drake as he slowly made his way around the bar.
    Kat’s heart hurt at the shadows lurking in Sloane’s eyes, at the heaviness pressing on him. The worry was so evident, she put her hand on his face. “Calories are good,” she said softly. “Any calories he can hold down.”
    Sloane’s gaze hit hers, his expression so raw and exposed she could feel his pain. He leaned his forehead against hers. “I’m glad you’re here.”
    “Me too.” For once, she was taking care of Sloane.
    “I didn’t want you to leave. And I sure as hell don’t want you to catch the attention of the reporters. They’ll hound you.”
    “I won’t talk to them.” He didn’t have to pay her to keep her mouth shut. “No matter what happens, even when you piss me off, I don’t operate that way. You don’t have to worry about that.”
    “Shit, Kat. That’s not it.” He slipped his hand beneath her shirt, pressing his palm flat to her back. “If they just came into your bakery, you could handle them. But