Natalie stood at the kitchen counter, chopping potatoes. The large, round potatoes were proving difficult to manage, and her hand slipped. A large potato tumbled from the counter, rolling towards her feet.
"Oh!" Natalie cried out, certain it was about to crush her foot.
However, the expected pain never arrived. A large, male hand appeared as if from nowhere, deftly catching the errant potato.
It was Edward. He had appeared behind her without her noticing.
"Thank you," Natalie said, her heart racing, taking the potato from Edward's hand.
Edward remained close behind her, so close that his warm breath stirred the fine hairs on the back of her neck.
Natalie blushed. The scene felt familiar, taking her back to when Edward had first brought her to this estate for a holiday.
That time, ju
