He downs his last taco and we wash the dishes.I’m putting away utensils with my back turned when I hear rustling sounds coming from Jaeger’s magical paper bag.I look to see what he’s up to.
He sets a jar on the counter.
It’s…“You brought me green olives?”
He slides the jar to me, and I’m speechless for a moment.
I look up, and he’s smiling.“How did you know?”
“I’m observant.”He must see the question on my face.“You gobbled them like grapes at the casino lounge that first night.”
This is the sweetest thing a guy has ever done for me.I want to wrap him up, throw him on my bed, and have my way with him.I grip the counter and slow my breathing.“Thank you.”
Jaeger pops the jar open.He plucks an olive and stretches his hand to my mouth.I part my lips and he slips the olive inside.My tongue grazes his finger on the way out.
He stares at my mouth as I chew.“More?”he asks absently.
I nod.“What about you?You having dessert?”I pull out another green beauty.
He clears his throat.“Watching you eat is dessert.”He grins naughtily.
This is trouble.How am I supposed to stay away when he’s like this?My panties evaporate just looking at him, and then he’s funny and sweet and brings me green olives.I have no defenses.
“But I brought something else for me.You mind if we go out back?”
A change of scenery would be good.Outdoors—away from bedrooms—even better.
When Jaeger askedme to carry the paper bag outside while he went to his truck, I wasn’t expecting him to return with a mini hibachi grill.
What the hell?“You cannot still be hungry after dinner.You ate half a cow incarne asada.”
He chuckles and sets the grill on the cement.He pulls a lighter along with a protracting spear from his back pocket.
The man comes equipped.
He lights coals inside the hibachi and waits for them to heat, then pulls a bag of marshmallows from the paper bag.Now I know where this is going, and I like the way he thinks.
I sit back in my lounge chair and wait for Jaeger to roast a marshmallow.He’s one of those “golden brown all over” kind of people, while I typically set mine ablaze and see what happens.
By the time Jaeger deems the marshmallow baked to perfection, my mouth is watering.He slowly eases the golden ball off the spear and places it on a square of chocolate between two graham crackers.
He’s been a complete gentleman the entire time I’ve known him.He won’t try to eat that without offering me some…
With deliberate slowness, he brings the s’more to his mouth?—
I whimper, and he looks over, eyebrows raised, as if he knows I’m about to tackle him for his food.“Would you like some, Cali?”
He’s teasing me.I’ve had one of the worst weeks of my life, and he’s teasing me.
I pick up a pine cone and chuck it at his chest.He deflects it easily and laughs.
“Give me a bite, dammit!”I say.
He shakes his head.“Bossy.”
“Yes, I am.Let that be a lesson to you.”
A crooked smile crosses his face.My palms sweat at the mischief behind it.Instead of handing me the s’more, he leans over until he’s a foot away and lifts it to my mouth.
