Hunger of the Heart (Wolves of Ravenwillow Book 1) Read Free Page A

school. But every morning for a month she would sit at the table and share breakfast with the two wonderful twins while reading the news paper. It was usually then that Eric would come storming down stairs growling at her over some adjustment that she’d made in the household and how it infuriated him.
    Setting her newspaper aside, she released a deep, tired sigh. Bringing her coffee mug to her lips, she was thankful for the rich caffeine that rushed through her. Something told her she’d need it today.
    “Can I have some?” Emma’s small voice asked.
    Rebecca’s heart nearly melted at the look of innocence in little Emma eyes. In such a short time she’d found herself growing impossibly more attached to Eric’s children.
    Chuckling, Rebecca shook her head. “Coffee is for grownups. You wouldn’t like it, drink your milk instead.”
    “Dad lets us have whatever we want after you go home.” Travis remarked, while placing a fork full of pancakes and syrup in his mouth.
    “Well, I’m not your dad and I say the last thing you two need is caffeine.”
    After both gave her a disappointed look, Emma and Travis turned their full attention back to their plates. The silence was short lived, just as Rebecca turned her attention back to an interesting news article, Eric’s booming voice vibrated down the stairs.
    “Rebecca! Get up here, now!” Rolling her eyes, Rebecca rose from her seat, tossing the newspaper down next to her steaming mug.
    “Eat your breakfast. I’ll be back.”
    Striding through the living room, she kept a relaxed pace as she climbed each step, leading to the second floor. Passing both Travis and Emma’s bedroom, she stopped just outside of the master bedroom.
    Inside the room, Eric was presently stalking back and forth across the length of his bedroom in a desperate search of something.  His chocolate brown hair was slicked back, still wet from his shower as moister glistened off his square jaw. The strong columns of his legs were incased in gray cotton suit pants while his white button up shirt hung open, not a single button done. Against her will, she found her breath catching as a shiver of awareness that shot through her body at the sight of him.
    Leaning against the door jam, she tried to look away from his glistening sculpted and defined chest. “You bellowed?”
    Turning to glare at her, Eric approached the door, anger evident on his face. “Why do you do this to me? Of all days, why did it have to be on the day I have a meeting? Now I’m going to be late because you couldn’t leave my things alone.”
    “Eric, if you want me to help you need to speak in plain English. What’s the problem?”
    “Where the hell are my ties?” he growled out.
    Why don’t you sniff them out? Biting down on her lip to keep her laughter from escaping, Rebecca folded her arms across her light blue t-shirt.
    “Did you try your sock drawer?” she smirked.
    Narrowing his eyes at her, he stomped over to his dark five drawer dresser. After jerking the top drawer open, Eric rolled his eyes as he let out a sigh of relief. Jerking a silver silk tie out of the drawer, Eric quickly buttoned up his shirt while looking back at her.
    “I don’t care how you clean the rest of the house, but leave my room alone.” He growled out, his hands busily tucking in his shirt.
    Pressing a finger to her chin in an attempt to look pensive, she mumbled in a low voice. “I don’t remember that clause in my contract.”
    Glaring at her, his fingers moved with efficient speed as he knotted the tie around his neck. “Enough of your sass, Rebecca, It’s too early for it.” Crossing over to the bed, Eric shrugged his arms into a dark gray suit jacket. Turning his attention back to Rebecca, his expression softened. “Listen. I’m probably going to be late getting home tonight, so if you could go ahead and put Emma and Travis to bed for me.”
    “No problem.”
    “Also, I may be bringing some of my workers back with me to go