think enough to put together any coherent words. Finally she managed, “Thank you. They’re beautiful.”
“I thought we might go somewhere for dinner, if you wanted to?” He rubbed the back of his neck with one hand, and looked so hopeful it hurt her heart, as if he thought her answer might be anything other than yes.
“You cooked for me, I’d offer to cook for you but I think it would be more of a punishment than a reward,” Michaela laughed. “Still, if you want, we can get a pizza or something? We could, um, eat it there, or get it to go, and go on back to my place?” On seeing him, the one thing she knew she wanted for sure was a chance to get him into her actual bed , instead of just the bed of his truck.
“Or we could do that, yeah.” His smile came out from behind the clouds and warmed her to the core.
“If we got a take-and-bake, it’d almost be like me cooking for you.”
He laughed. “Sounds good. What about dessert?” His voice was entirely too innocent— he knew what she was up to and liked it.
“I’m sure we can find something around the house.” She leaned up to kiss him and he met her halfway. When his arms went around her, nearly lifting her from her feet, she had to remind herself that they were right outside her workplace, and to behave herself because her first instinct was to climb him like a damned tree.
“You wanna follow me?” she asked, when she could finally breathe.
“I’ll meet you there,” he said. “I’ll stop and get the pizza. Say about half an hour?”
That was perfect. It’d give her a chance to make sure her sheets were clean and she didn’t have any dirty laundry thrown around. She floated back to her car.
Chapter Six
Caleb stood in line at Smithson’s with a pizza and a six pack of beer. He’d wanted to go for something more romantic, like wine, but he doubted there was a bottle of wine to be had within twenty miles of Salem Creek. Wine coolers, maybe, not but no wine.
“You got a big night planned?” Janine teased as she checked him out. “This looks like a boys’ night in to me.”
“Oh, uh, yeah.” He hadn’t considered it that way, but it did. Michaela had been awful quick to suggest going to her place instead of eating out. He’d been so eager to see her again, and so elated that she said yes, that he didn’t think about it. An evil little voice at the back of his head whispered, Maybe she doesn’t want to be seen with you . He tried to dismiss it, but the seed had already been planted. Maybe she couldn’t be seen with him. She’d already said that they were in a gray area where her job was concerned.
Can’t be that, not with her kissing you that way in front of work. That was true, so that wasn’t what she was worried about. And she was quick to introduce you to her neighbor . That was true too, but it didn’t stop the idea from sitting in the back of his head and troubling him.
By the time he got to Michaela’s place, the oven was already warm and ready— and he got the feeling Michaela was too. She greeted him with a kiss that made his toes curl. The only thing that stopped him from sweeping her up and carrying her to bed right then was a growl that came from her belly.
“I’m so sorry.” She laughed, but looked embarrassed. “I forgot to eat lunch.”
“Well let’s get some pizza in you, because you’re going to need your strength.” He kissed her quick, and he didn’t miss the way the heat in her eyes flared. His body had been on constant red alert all day, as if finally having sex had awakened his libido with a vengeance. After the disappointment of the night before, feeling like a fool sitting naked in his backyard, he welcomed the distraction. This, at least, his body could do, and wanted to do desperately, to judge from the way he was already stirring.
He didn’t miss a chance to look around her place, hoping for something that would
“I thought we might go somewhere for dinner, if you wanted to?” He rubbed the back of his neck with one hand, and looked so hopeful it hurt her heart, as if he thought her answer might be anything other than yes.
“You cooked for me, I’d offer to cook for you but I think it would be more of a punishment than a reward,” Michaela laughed. “Still, if you want, we can get a pizza or something? We could, um, eat it there, or get it to go, and go on back to my place?” On seeing him, the one thing she knew she wanted for sure was a chance to get him into her actual bed , instead of just the bed of his truck.
“Or we could do that, yeah.” His smile came out from behind the clouds and warmed her to the core.
“If we got a take-and-bake, it’d almost be like me cooking for you.”
He laughed. “Sounds good. What about dessert?” His voice was entirely too innocent— he knew what she was up to and liked it.
“I’m sure we can find something around the house.” She leaned up to kiss him and he met her halfway. When his arms went around her, nearly lifting her from her feet, she had to remind herself that they were right outside her workplace, and to behave herself because her first instinct was to climb him like a damned tree.
“You wanna follow me?” she asked, when she could finally breathe.
“I’ll meet you there,” he said. “I’ll stop and get the pizza. Say about half an hour?”
That was perfect. It’d give her a chance to make sure her sheets were clean and she didn’t have any dirty laundry thrown around. She floated back to her car.
Chapter Six
Caleb stood in line at Smithson’s with a pizza and a six pack of beer. He’d wanted to go for something more romantic, like wine, but he doubted there was a bottle of wine to be had within twenty miles of Salem Creek. Wine coolers, maybe, not but no wine.
“You got a big night planned?” Janine teased as she checked him out. “This looks like a boys’ night in to me.”
“Oh, uh, yeah.” He hadn’t considered it that way, but it did. Michaela had been awful quick to suggest going to her place instead of eating out. He’d been so eager to see her again, and so elated that she said yes, that he didn’t think about it. An evil little voice at the back of his head whispered, Maybe she doesn’t want to be seen with you . He tried to dismiss it, but the seed had already been planted. Maybe she couldn’t be seen with him. She’d already said that they were in a gray area where her job was concerned.
Can’t be that, not with her kissing you that way in front of work. That was true, so that wasn’t what she was worried about. And she was quick to introduce you to her neighbor . That was true too, but it didn’t stop the idea from sitting in the back of his head and troubling him.
By the time he got to Michaela’s place, the oven was already warm and ready— and he got the feeling Michaela was too. She greeted him with a kiss that made his toes curl. The only thing that stopped him from sweeping her up and carrying her to bed right then was a growl that came from her belly.
“I’m so sorry.” She laughed, but looked embarrassed. “I forgot to eat lunch.”
“Well let’s get some pizza in you, because you’re going to need your strength.” He kissed her quick, and he didn’t miss the way the heat in her eyes flared. His body had been on constant red alert all day, as if finally having sex had awakened his libido with a vengeance. After the disappointment of the night before, feeling like a fool sitting naked in his backyard, he welcomed the distraction. This, at least, his body could do, and wanted to do desperately, to judge from the way he was already stirring.
He didn’t miss a chance to look around her place, hoping for something that would
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