He sat at the table watching her dance around the kitchen. She'd promised another meal fit for a king because he didn't eat any of the last one she cooked. Her twirling body came his way several times and she kissed him, completely uninhibited as she moved to an unheard melody inside her head. Her hips wiggled and swayed, making the room much hotter than it actually was.

They needed to talk, but he hated to interrupt her performance, and his stomach growled with growing ...