Chapter Fifty

Katherine stared at him. "You want to help me bake?" she asked.

Slowly, one sleek eyebrow spiked. "You think I don’t know my way around a mixer and batter?"

Katherine laughed. "I’m sure you do." She shoved it towards him. "Have at it."

He frowned. "Actually when I asked if you needed help, I meant do you have any already baked ones you needed help eating... Now that, I can help with".

Katherine couldn't help a smile. "Come in here" she said as she took off her apron and began to walk to her office. She felt his intense gaze singe her back as she walked away. He followed.

Jensen watched Katherine move, the sway of her hips so damn attractive, her long, shapely legs extending in that way that only models and trained dancers could execute without appearing pretentious or awkward. Her small heels were a shiny rose gold colour that drew attention to her delicate ankles.

He wanted to grip