Naughty and Notorious - Alexa Riley Page 0,7

myself doing the same and wanting to taste him too. I wonder what he thought of me when he had his mouth between my legs.

My hands find his shirt as I dig my fingers into it. It’s me that pushes the kiss harder and demands more. I slip my hand up his shirt and around his neck, pulling myself closer to him. He jerks back, and I gasp for air as we stare at each other. The look on Judge’s face is one I’ve never seen before.

“The things I want to do to you.” He shakes his head as he lets out a long sigh. “You have no idea, and I pray you never find out.”

My lips tingle as I watch him go back toward the stove. He works about the kitchen before he slides a plate of food in front of me, and I stare down at the enchiladas. My favorite.

“You made this?” I ask, taking the fork he’s offering me.

“I can make the basics. I won’t let you starve, but I can’t take credit for the enchiladas. That’s all Kelly.” With the bite almost to my mouth, I stop as I feel jealousy bubble up inside of me. “Kelly is a man. Eat. You haven't eaten since breakfast.”

“How do you know when I ate?”

He gives me a look, and I shove the bite in my mouth because of course he knows everything. It tastes wonderful, and I think I’ll like Kelly now that he’s a man.

“Jealousy looks good on you.” He sits down next to me with his own plate. I want to throw my plate at him, but the food is too good to waste. “Not that you have a reason to be, because I’m all yours, wife.” I believe him. Judge is a man of his word and steady as a rock. He’ll be a faithful husband, but that doesn’t mean I want another woman around him. I guess I really am the jealous type. Not that I want him to know that.

“I don’t cook,” I inform him.

“I know, but you bake, and it’s why we have Kelly.”

“I don’t clean either.” That’s a lie because I can, I just don’t like it.

“I have a cleaner. I don’t need a wife to clean up after me.”

“What do you need one for then?” As soon as I say the words, I wish I could take them back. Judge opens his mouth, but I press my hand against his lips to stop him from talking. I can feel his smile under my hand before he kisses my palm, and I slowly take it away.

“Eat your dinner and I’ll show you your surprise.”

“More fancy clothes?” I lift a brow.

“I never thought I could buy you, Kitty. The clothes and extras are just because, but they’re not so you’ll stay.” I start to wonder what it could be then. “You’ll stay because you want to. I’ll make sure of that.” He’s so certain of it that it makes me wonder what he’s got up his sleeve.

Some people don’t care for surprises, but not me. I love them, and I wonder if Judge knows that. If I had to guess, I’d say yes because he seems to know every other little detail about me.

When I finish my plate, Judge snags it and puts our dishes in the sink. He takes me by the hand, and I don’t stop him as he leads me outside.

We head toward one of his barns and as we approach, he lets out a low whistle. The barn doors slide open, and I see my horse, Bow, standing there. I cover my face with my hands. Judge pulls me into his big body, and I feel strong arms hold me in a safe embrace. It takes me a second to get myself under control because I can’t believe what I’m seeing.

“You-you have Bow?” I finally manage to say.

“I tracked her down when I heard your dad sold her.”

I wrap my arms around Judge and hug him as tight as I can. I can’t believe he did this. I was so heartbroken when my father sold her because we needed the money, and she was a big expense that couldn’t be justified.

“Thank you.” I look up at him. “I will accept this as an apology for throwing me in the fountain.” I smile around my tears, and he nods.

“I’ll take it.”

“I’m still going to make your life hell.” I tilt my chin up in defiance.

“I wouldn't expect anything less,