CHAPTER NINETEEN
THEY CALLED A FAMILY meeting later that day, as soon as Godric and Alastair arrived. Nita’s eyes were wide. She’d never seen anything like the gathering of Honeybun men arrayed before her. Every last one was over six feet tall and they all had sexy blue to gray eyes, thick manes of red to blond hair, which they wore in a variety of lengths that flattered their strong jaws and full, sensual mouths. Broad shouldered and narrow hipped, the Honeybun men carried different levels of bulk, but they all looked strong and moved lightly, despite their size.
Like large predators.
Every time one of the Honeybuns looked her way she forgot to breathe. It was one fascinating, confident group of men.
They’d decided to meet in the kitchen because Nita told them she needed to make cooki
