"Evening," Luke says. "Table for two."

"Unfortunately, we don’t have any tables available at the moment," the host informs us. "It could be up to an hour wait."

"Do you want to wait, Sweetheart?" Luke asks, glancing down at me.

"Not really, I’m starving." I smile up at him. "I’ve got an idea." I pull him out the door and towards his truck.

He groans. "I don’t like when you get ideas."

I give him a look over my shoulder. "You’ll like this one. I promise."

"I take back what I said about your ideas," Luke murmurs as he steals one of my onion rings.

"I told you you’d like it." I bite into my burger and look out over the bridge we’re standing on. The sun is just starting to set, casting the sky in beautiful shades of red and orange.

"I’ve never been here before." He states.

I turn to Luke. The waning sunlight turning his tanned skin into a shade of gold that makes his ice blue eyes gleam.

"Really? I used to bring Mason here all the time when he was younger. Autumn is the best time to walk the trail." I wipe my hand on my pants and take another bite.

"What’s this trail called?" Luke asks.

"Taylor Creek." I answer.

"I might have to bring you here again."

I smile up at him and finish off my burger, tossing my garbage in the bag. I hold my hand out. "Finished?"

Luke looks over at me. "Yes Mom."

I slap his arm and take his garbage. "Smartass."

He grins and extends his elbow.

"Oh. A smartass and a gentleman." I slip my arm through his and we head back towards his truck.

Inside the truck, I scoot closer to him. Yay for classic trucks and bench seats. His hand lands back on my thigh and I drop my head against his shoulder and wrap my arms around his. Luke pulls up behind my hunk of junk and parks.

"Do you want to come in?" I ask, chancing a look at him. "I promise there’re no kids this time."

"I’d love to."

He gets out and rounds the front of the truck, opening my door for me. I take the hand he offers and hop out of the truck. Digging my keys out of my purse, I unlock the door and push it open, walking inside.

"Want something to drink?" I ask as I head towards the kitchen.

"No," Luke snags me around the waist and hauls me against him. "However, I would love some dessert."

I bite my lip as I gaze up at him. "What kind of dessert were you hoping for?" I breathe as his head lowers.

"Something…dangerous." His lips brush over mine, once then twice.

I loop my arms around his neck and hold on as he claims my mouth for a second time tonight.

Thought You Were Dead

Dani