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“When you get a chance, I want you to look over the designs for the expansion.” Knox was focused on her lips. He had a powerful urge to kiss her, and he was having trouble controlling it. “I would love to; just give me ten minutes to finish this pie.” *** Knox had never eaten as much as he had in the past few days, Scarlett loved to feed him, and he loved that she loved to feed him. She was always checking on him, making sure that he had something delicious on his plate and that his glass was always full. She gave him samples of everything that she cooked, and wanted nothing more than his honest opinion in return. He liked being her taste tester more than he had liked his entire career in film. It felt nice to have someone that was genuinely concerned with his comfort and his well-being. Scarlett cared about him because she wanted to, not because she had to, she didn’t even know about his fame or his fortune. Knox almost told her the truth one evening as they closed up for the night, everyone was gone, and she had just finished up in the kitchen... "I have something for you," Scarlett smiled, handing him a pie with a J formed out of crust on top. Knox grinned ear to ear already knowing what it was; he had found yet another addiction, her caramel peach pie. It was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted, and now she had made one just for him, complete with his false initial. He barely controlled the urge to kiss her, and to keep his mouth shut and his identity a secret. One day, he knew she would make him a pie with his real initial, a huge K. He felt the most comforting thrill in the fact that he would finally be able to hear her call him by his true name. *** After a long, busy day, they decided to open a bottle of wine and relax before leaving work.