Chapter 27

Jenna got up and walked over to the bar he was standing behind. Standing, she got a better view of the room. It looked to be a living room. In addition to the extravagant couches there were shelves upon shelves of books and expensive looking antiques of all kinds. Just my style, she thought as she mentally priced out all of the stuff in the room.

Rafe was pouring a drink for himself and her. He pushed it toward her as she sat on the leather covered stool in front of the wet bar. "This will help," he said contemplatively.

"You seem like you've done this before," she said as she accepted the drink, smelled it and then took a sip. Orange juice and vodka. There was also a plate with steak and potatoes on it. It was prepared the way someone might be served in a decent restaurant. But her stomach wasn't willing to chance it just yet.

"A couple times," he said with a wicked amused grin that told her it was more than a couple times. "Just eat."

At the obvious order she immediately picked up t