My Salvation - Page 91

Priest rubbed his hands together. “Hot damn!”

Eion began cutting the tenderloin, and juices ran from the meat, sending delicious aromas into the air.

Cas held up her plate. Eion served her, then Priest.

Next, he added a large helping of the carrots and potatoes he prepared. Looking around, she smiled when she spotted the salad. In a separate large bowl, she helped herself to a generous portion of mixed greens and vegetables as Eion added potatoes to Priest’s plate. “How are the guys doing?”

Eion smiled. “It was strange at first to have others here, but I find that it is most enjoyable. They keep earlier hours than you do, so it in no way interferes with my duties in serving.”

She looked over and saw that Priest only had pork and potatoes on his plate. “At least try a salad,” she suggested.

Priest shrugged and, using the tongs, put two leaves on his plate.

Behind her, Eion chuckled.

“I guess it’s a start.”

She heard the pop of a cork, and a white wine was poured for her. “Thank you, Eion.”

After pouring for Priest, he placed the bottle in a chiller. “I’ll be in the sitting area if you need me. Leave the mess. I’ll clean up later.”

“Did you eat already?”

He nodded. “I indulged in the cuts of the pork the Vanguard smoked earlier. Enjoy.” He winked at her and walked out.

Grinning, she sipped her wine. Time to start torturing her mate.

*****

Priest was halfway through his pork when he glanced up and saw the look of rapture on his mate’s face as she moaned over her salad. Instantly, his body reacted. “I understand that reaction for the pork, but the salad?” he asked, trying to ignore his body.

“Don’t underestimate how much I craved fae fruits and vegetables while I was gone.” She lifted her fork and wrapped her tongue around it, chasing after some dressing.

“Cas,” he started, then winced when his voice cracked. He cleared his voice and continued. “Let me know what your favorites are, and I’ll pick some up for you.”

“You’re sweet.”

He smiled and went to take another bite when she began to pop the sliced carrots into her mouth and licked her fingers clean after each bite.

Squirming in his chair, he tried to get comfortable.

She looked at him. “Are you sure you don’t want to try the carrots? Eion roasts them. They’re quite amazing.”

“Nope. I’m good.”

When she picked up a slice of pork and began sucking the juices off the meat, he dropped his fork. If he had been chewing, he’d probably be choking… again.

“Gods above, this is good!” she exclaimed.

“Uh-huh.”

“Dammit it all!” she frowned down at her shirt, juice from the pork had dropped onto her front.

Sighing, she pulled it off over her head and stood to go to the sink. “Eion always said to use cold water, I think.”

“Uh-huh.”

Food was officially forgotten.