“Ohlook—Ithink there’s a pie in there!”she exclaimed.“Andlook at the timer—it’s almost done!”
Klauslooked where she was pointing to the small clock located on the top of the stove and saw that she was right—the numbers were counting down and it looked like the pie would be done in about a minute.
“Thismust be where the smell of apples and cinnamon is coming from.”Kellilooked at him with bright eyes.“Iloveapple pie—it’s one of my favorites.”
Klauscouldn’t help loving her enthusiasm.Hereally liked that it was little things that made her happy and how excited she got for them.
“Thenit looks like we’re having pie for a snack while we watch whatever vid we can find,” he said, grinning at her.Itoccurred to him that he hadn’t laughed and smiled so much in years but somehow this time withKelliwas really bringing him joy—an emotion he’d thought was completely gone from his life.
Justthen the oven timer rang.Kelliwas quick to cut it off, but when she tried to open the oven, she wasn’t able to.
“Klaus, will you try this?Itseems to be stuck,” she said, after tugging on it for a moment.
Klaustried…but with no success.Itwas like the shower door that had refused to open earlier, he thought.Whichmade him look up at the mistletoe hanging over the oven.
“Isit stuck?”Kelliasked anxiously.“Wedon’t want the pie to burn!”
“IthinkIknow what’s the matter.Lookup.”Klauspointed and watched her eyes follow his finger.
“Oh—more mistletoe!”she exclaimed.
“IthinkIhave an idea of what we have to do in order to open the oven,”Klausremarked.
Kelliblushed prettily but didn’t seem reluctant.
“Wellthen, it looks like you’d better get down here and kiss me,” she murmured, pointing to her lips.
Klausdidn’t mind at all.Leaningdown, he gathered her into his arms and kissed her hungrily, enjoying the sweet taste of her mouth.Kellisighed and slipped her arms around his neck, pressing her full breasts against him and making him want to cup and caress them all over again.Gods, she was such a sexy littleElite!Justbeing near her made his shaft rock hard…
Onlythe sound of the timer going off again broke the kiss.
“Oh,IthoughtIturned that off.”Kelli’sface was flushed as she turned the timer off for the second time.Thistime when she tried to open the oven door, it pulled down smoothly, revealing a beautiful, golden brown pie.
Klausfelt his stomach rumble.
“Hey, that looks really fucking good!”
“Itsmells just like the pie my grandma used to make.Hey,Ineed some oven mitts—can you see if you can find some?”
Klausfound some of the padded mitts hanging on a hook on the wall—they were decorated in big red bows and golden bells—and handed them to her.Kellislipped them on and carefully removed the bubbling pie.Sheset it on the stove and leaned over to inhale deeply.
“Mmm, that smells delicious!Wereally should let it cool, butIdon’t want to.”
“Idon’t either,”Klaussaid.Nowthat he smelled the pie, he really wanted some.
“Let’sfind some plates to put it on,”Kellisuggested.“Wouldyou check the cabinets?”
Klaustried…but found that none of them were open.
“Uh-oh,” he groaned, looking at the sprigs of mistletoe above each one.“Sorry, sunshine, butI’mafraid the cabin strikes again.”
“Iguess we’re just going to have to kiss to open each one, huh?”Kelli’seyes were bright and her cheeks were flushed but again, she didn’t look unwilling.
Klauswasn’t either, but hewasbeginning to feel alittleguilty.
“Kelli,” he began.“Ithink?—”
“Shutup and kiss me!”Standingon her tiptoes, she reached for him, dragging him down for another sweet, passionate kiss.