Hunted Love Box Set: Big Game, Bounty, Captured by Aden Lowe Read Free Book Online

task, still chuckling. Kate sank to her favorite chair and watched as he concocted something, occasionally pausing to ask where to find something. She wanted to talk, to ask questions, and make plans for the hunt, but something about the way he moved kept her quiet, mesmerized.
    In less than half an hour he set a steaming plate before her, with a thick grilled sandwich giving off irresistible aromas. His own plate went next, along with glasses brimming with iced tea, and a third plate filled with thick slices of fresh tomato and cucumber.
    "How did you make a few leftovers and stale bread look and smell so amazing?"
    "Taste it first and let me know if it's worthy of a buffalo kiss."
    Kate nodded and lifted half her sandwich for a bite. Crisply grilled bread gave way to rich melted cheeses and shredded chicken, chopped mushrooms and sautéed onions. Incredible flavors exploded over her tongue and her eyes threatened to roll back in her head. "Good grief, why are you hunting lions or anything else when you can cook like this? What a waste." She dove in for another bite.
    Jakob finally seemed to relax a little, as if relieved that she approved, and picked up his own sandwich. "This is nothing special. When we get back, I'll cook you a real meal to celebrate."
    "Promise?"
    The half hour passed far too quickly while they ate, and Kate was reluctant to leave the table and break the spell. The instant she stood, he would be reminded why he really didn't want to pursue anything with her. Eventually she would have to, though, and better sooner than before her imagination ran any further away with possibilities. Jakob stretched, reminding her he'd been tired earlier.
    Kate rose and started clearing the table. "You have your map?"
    "I do." He fished the folded paper from his hip pocket and spread it on the table. "Do you have a pen handy?"
    Directing him to the calendar and notepad beside the door gave Kate an odd feeling of domestic intimacy. What would it be like, sharing all the little bits of her home with a man? Too bad she'd probably never find out.
     
     
     

Chapter Seven
     
    Jakob lay awake a long time despite being exhausted. His mind refused to let go of the puzzle of Kate Holt. Everything about her intrigued him, from her innocent responses to his advances, to the way she suddenly went cold in the blink of an eye. He looked forward to the chance to observe and study her, to learn all those intricacies.
    When he finally slept, dreams of a woman with long dark hair and light eyes tormented him through endless scenes, tempting him beyond reason. Mercurial moods went from hot to cold in a flash, leaving him desperate for more. Waking in the pre-dawn with his heart pounding and a raging hard-on striving toward orgasm warned of a short temper for the day ahead. Sexual frustration was so not his best mood.
    The cool hardwood floor felt good on his feet, but refused to help deflate his erection. Kate had showed him around before he crashed, so he could shower before starting the day. At the moment, a shower seemed like a great idea. As long as he could get to the bathroom without being seen with a circus tent for underwear.
    He slipped into the hall quietly and headed in the right direction. A faint sound, a moan, stopped him in his tracks. A repeat, and then another, deeper, came from an open door directly across from the bathroom. Was something wrong? Worried, he rushed for the open door only to freeze in his tracks.
    Kate's big four poster bed stood framed between two windows and her pale skin showed in stark relief against dark sheets. She moaned again and moved restlessly, rolling to her back. The snug tank top and white cotton panties she wore left little to the imagination, displaying the contours of muscle and feminine curve to sheer perfection.
    When one hand dropped to those delicious panties, Jakob swallowed hard to keep from groaning his need aloud. Fuck! He clenched his eyes hard and forced himself to back slowly