“No. Jesus! Watch your mouth and find some damn wood to knock on! I don’t need you jinxing me.”
Call me superstitious, I don’t care. I don’t walk under ladders or walk behind black cats either.
And this feels so delicate. I don’t want to fuck it up. I intend to marry this woman. And have babies if she wants to or can.
But if she doesn’t. I don’t give a shit. If I have Casey and her, I’ve got everything I need in this world.
I shuffle back to the table and smile down at her. “Well, what sounds good?”
“Okay, I’m a simple woman. I’d love to try a chocolate cupcake. It sounds amazing.”
“Sure. I’ve got one that I add a little bit of chili powder to really give it a kick. I use a cream cheese icing on that one. How does that sound?”
She smiles wide and rubs her delicate hands. “You had me at chili powder. Bring it on, baker man!”
Groaning, I bustle over and grab her a plate and her cupcake and then a mocha latte to drink. “Here you go, princess.”
I sit down and watch her peel the paper and hold it up to that perfect mouth. Her pink tongue flicks out and runs along her lips to catch some crumbs and I’m so hard that it feels like that fucker is gonna pound right out of my pants.
Groaning, I shift on the bench. “Hey, princess. Would you like to go to the festival with me tonight?”
“I’d love to. I’ve never been to it.”
“Good lord, woman. You’ve been missing out. I can’t wait to introduce you to the town.”
Rolling her cinnamon eyes glowing with golden fire, she takes another big bite and moans out loud.
“Those noises should be illegal, princess. Are you trying to kill me?”
Her smile widens and she winks playfully. My heart pounds in my chest and I’m breathless with desire.
Everything about her is perfect for me.
I sit there quietly and listen to her munch that cupcake, my dick so hard it should be a fucking medical emergency.
And I hope to God that I get a chance to taste those lips tonight. A chance to claim my woman forever.
I smile at her and stand up when one of the guys waves me over to the back. “Hey, we need some more of those cupcakes your queen over there is eating.”
Chris grins over at me and moves towards the counter, ignoring my growl. “I can keep Lily company for a while.”
“If you touch her, I’ll break your fingers. It would be hell to decorate a cake with no fingers to use.”
“I’m good with my mouth too.”
Scrunching his nose, Liam mumbles, “Ewww. Shut it down, man.”
“I bet I could get a woman to kiss me before you get her to kiss you.”
“I think you should shut up while you’re ahead. Go decorate something.”
And I walk back to the kitchen, throwing on an apron over my clothes as I go.
I can see her chestnut hair shining in the bakery’s bright lights. The way her bright brown eyes study everything.
She’s so smart. So beautiful. So perfect.
And I’ll be damned if I miss my chance to claim her tonight. She’s mine. And good lord willing, she’ll let me show her how much I want and need her tonight.
