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“Why have one when you can have two?”
                  Angela rolled her eyes. “Yeah, right.”
                  He yanked open an impressive double-door freezer and peered inside. “All we seem to do is drink and have sex,” he commented, rummaging through the freezer.
                  Angela plopped herself up on a bar stool and crossed her legs. “Well, I wonder why that is?” she mused dryly.
                  He winked at her and pulled out a cartoon of ice cream. “You want a sundae?”
                  She arched an eyebrow. “You’ll make me a sundae?”
                  “If you want.” He produced an oversized sundae glass and set it on the counter.
                  “Yeah, why not?”
                  “Your wish is my command, Ma’am.” Dimitri crocked his head to the side as he retrieved more ingredients from the fridge.
                  Angela giggled and rested her chin in her hands as she watched him scoop out the ice cream before tossing some nuts in a small marble mortar. He grabbed a pestle and began grinding them, a small smile playing on his lips.
                  “Something funny, Miss Banner? Any reason why you’re laughing at me?”
                  “Well, if you could see what I’m seeing right now, you’d be laughing, too.” Angela grinned, running her eyes down the length of his body. The sight of Dimitri Fox holding a mortar and pestle in his crisp blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up sent her into another fit of the giggles.
                  “I’m glad you find me amusing,” he said dryly.
                  She watched him with a contented glow as he bustled about the kitchen for a bottle of chocolate sauce which he dribbled generously over the ice cream. Humming quietly under his breath, he topped the sundae large dollops of whipped cream before adding some more chocolate sauce on top.
                  “You seem very much at ease in the kitchen,” she commented as he sprinkled on the nuts and added a dash of grated coconut to the top.
                  “I happen to enjoy cooking.” With a flourish, he added one cherry on top and reached for two spoons. “I find it very… relaxing.” He sat opposite her and set the sundae on the counter between them.
                  “Really?” She accepted a spoon and toyed with the whipped cream. “I wouldn’t have pictured you as the cooking type.”
                  “Is there such a thing as the cooking type?” He scooped a spoonful of ice cream and brought it to his lips.
                  “I take it you like ice cream?” She smiled when he took another huge spoonful.
                  “Hell, yeah. Don’t you?”
                  “Love it.” She took a spoonful and closed her eyes as the sweet, decadent flavor invaded her mouth. “This is scrumptious.”
                  “You’ve got some ice cream here. Allow me.” He brushed his thumb against the corner of her lips and brought it to his mouth.
                  Her skin tingled at his touch but she dove into the sundae again. She couldn’t afford to get distracted by sex at a time when he was finally opening up to her.
                  “You know, that’s not really called cooking,” Angela said with a teasing smile. “You should make me a meal.”
                  He laughed. “As much as I enjoy bustling about the kitchen, I just don’t have time for it. My staff does all the cooking, I’m afraid.”
                  “Your staff? How many people work for you?”
                  “Well, let’s see.” He took another thoughtful spoonful. “There’s Peter, the gardener. Josh, the driver. Melanie, the cook. Oh, yeah, Thomas and James. Butler and