We hadn’t so much as kissed since we’d gotten on the plane. He must really be worried about his sister.

“Hey.” I put my arms around him and kissed the back of his shoulder. “Anything I can do to help?”

“Nope. Coffee’s done, and the mugs are in the cupboard above the brewer.”

“Great. You need a cup?”

“Already got one. I hope you’re hungry. I make a great breakfast.”

“I know. You left me eggs the morning after my overindulgence, remember?”

“Lace, this is going to be so much better than cold, clammy eggs.”

I inhaled. “It smells divine.” I took a drink of coffee. “So where are we riding today?”

“Everywhere,” he said. “I can’t wait to get back on my bike.”

“Sounds good.” I hoped I sounded sincere. The bike still scared me a little, but I had no doubt that Rock would be in solid command of it. The man could take solid command of everything, including Wolfe Enterprises.

Including my body.

Including me, God help me.

I missed the furious lovemaking, but I was also enjoying this side of Rock. He seemed more real to me, and I liked it.

I liked it a lot.

I took a seat at the small oak table in the kitchen and inhaled again.

“Ready?” he asked. He handed me a plate of what appeared to be a breakfast casserole.

“Hash browns and bacon topped with two eggs over easy and green chile.”

“It looks amazing,” I said, “but I’ll never be able to eat all of this.”

“Sure you will, once you see how good it tastes.”

I laughed and brought a forkful to my mouth. It was indeed delicious, but a little spicier than I had anticipated. I took a sip of coffee.

“Best chile in Montana,” he said.

“Where’d you learn to make it?”

He looked at his plate. “Nieves, actually.”

Did he expect me to react? I’d show him. “Well, she must come from a line of good cooks.”

“True. Just because she’s a pain in the ass doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy her chile.”

I tried to ignore the stab of jealousy. Nieves wasn’t here. I was, and Rock had made it clear which one of us he preferred. I could have done without him mentioning her, though I was the one who’d asked about the chile.

And Rock was right. Before I knew it, I’d gobbled up the whole plateful.

He laughed. “Told you.”

“It was amazing. You’ll have to give me that recipe.”

“Good luck finding chile peppers like that in New York.”