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thing? We skip the doctor and give the employees their physical here in the kitchen? No wonder you kept this quiet.” She rolled her gaze over Spark and he shifted under the scrutiny. Not one sister had a problem saying, or doing, exactly what was on their mind.
    Jewels chuckled. “No different than examining the horses I assume.” She held Spark’s gaze a moment too long. “But I’m sure kitchen physicals are against some sort of federal regulations.”
    Pearl stepped forward and held out her hand. Spark shook it. He’d usually be comfortable with his pants down in the company of two beautiful women, but not under these conditions—and certainly not with these two.
    “Did you already get hurt on the job?” Pearl examined his salve-covered legs.
    “No. I’m afraid I had an unexpected waxing incident.” He caught Jewels’ awkward glare out of his peripheral. “Thanks to your sister here.”
    Pearl looked at Jewels, her mouth slightly parted. “Oh no, sis. What did you do?”
    Jewels’ gaze narrowed on Spark. “It’s a long story. One I’ll share over Thanksgiving dinner this year.”
    “Ahh, why not share now?” Spark urged, finding the humor in this at Jewels’ expense. Obviously, she had a conscious.
    “I’m getting very curious. ” Pearl crossed her arms over her waist and tapped her bare foot. “So what happened?”
    “And like I said, I’ll save it for another time.” Jewels’ tone left no room for argument.
    Pearl dropped her arms and sighed. “All right. I’ll grab what I came for and leave you two alone, doing whatever it was I interrupted.” She chuckled, grabbed an apple from a nearby bowl and left.
    “I like her.” Spark laughed. Jewels could have burnt a hole through an iceberg with her laser gaze. “I’ll pull up my pants now. It’s too dangerous to have a scorned woman this close to the family jewels.” His words earned him another heated glower.
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    “I SEE THE wax did nothing to ease the oversized ego.” Jewels sniffed loudly. The audacity of this man irked her, and he actually thought her frustration was funny.
    While touching him, innocently putting ointment on his wax burns, she could barely contain the shaking in her hands. Kneeling in front of him, she’d peeked through the gap in his boxers, glimpsing tanned skin and crisp hair. She’d almost swallowed her tongue when he’d grown and the tip of his erection had popped out the hole. He’d quickly adjusted himself, but far too late. She’d never had a stronger urge to wrap her fingers around a man and pump him into satisfaction.
    More than just a touch. She wanted to taste him…to smooth her mouth over his taut skin, easing him back into her throat—
    “You okay?”
    His easy drawl brought her back to reality. “I’m fine. I was only thinking that I should go and get dressed then show you the cock—I mean—the ropes.” Her flesh scorched from humiliation. If only the floor would open up wide and engulf her so her misery would end.
    “ I’ve enjoyed the view of the itty-bitty outfit, but I’m afraid I can only take so much for one day.”
    Darting her glance downward, she sucked in a breath. The outline of her nipples and the shape of her breasts were clearly visible under the material. When she’d tossed it on in the wee hours of the morning, she hadn’t been expecting company.
    Bringing her chin upward, she blinked. “I-I didn’t think— I jumped out of bed…” He stepped closer to her, put a finger under her chin and gently closed her mouth.
    “I could kiss you right now,” he whispered. Her inner thighs quivered. Her pulse quickened. “But don’t worry, darlin’, not today anyway…”
    “Wha-what?” She hated that her voice shook—and hated even more that she felt rejected.
    A grin that could make the devil jealous curved his lips. “I think I’ll wait until you ask me to kiss you.”
    Jewels jammed her hands on her hips. His ego returned full force.