I wave the straining spoon at him. “See if I help you cook anymore.”
That earns me an eye roll. “Fine. You’re good at board games.”
“Hey. I’m going to kick your ass when I find my box of games.”
Bode sits down on the barstool next to Caleb and cleans the remnants of peas and carrots from his face.
“I look forward to it.”
His brown eyes are playful. The quirk of his lips makes him look sexy as hell. Why is it everything this man does lights me up?
I wish I could suppress these feelings.
I sigh as the water starts to bubble over. At least cooking dinner will distract me.
Getting the rest of the food ready while Bode takes care of Caleb is easy.
“Here.”
I pass a hearty bowl over to Bode and give myself a heaping portion. It smells too good not to indulge. Fishing the cold bottle of wine out of the fridge, I pour myself a glass and take the seat next to Bode.
“This smells delicious.”
I stab my fork into the noodles and take a very un-ladylike bite. “Mmm. I was so ready for this.”
“Damn, this is good,” Bode says, taking another big bite.
“I’m glad you like it,” I tell him. “Are you ready for the season?”
“I think so.”
“How’s the team looking?”
Bode drops his fork into the bowl and props one leg up on the stool between us. Caleb is in his arms, playing with the toy he now has.
“Did you look up things to ask a hockey player?” A smirk plays on his mouth.
I shrug, turning my attention back to dinner. “I mean, maybe.”
“That’s really fucking cute.”
“What? I had to have something to ask you.”
“Please tell me you know it’s a puck,” Bode begs.
“Of course I do. I have seen a hockey game before. I’ve never been to one, but I would watch the occasional one with Nan.”
“Wait.” Bode leans forward, shifting Caleb onto his other leg. His little hands find Bode’s bowl and Bode pushes it out of reach without thinking. “Does that mean you knew who I was before you came here?”
“What? No. Nan would watch it at the retirement center because it was on. I think this was before she met Eve?”
“Sure.”
“If I had something to throw at you, I would.”
Bode laughs. “Well, maybe we could find some more of Caleb’s dinner if you really wanted.”
“Tempting.”
