Page 77 of Mountain Daddy
I look up at Luther. “You sure this is meant for two adults?”
He nods. “I’ve sat in this with Joe. It’s solid.”
“Sounds romantic.” I wiggle my brows.
Luther snorts. “It wasn’t. The man thought he’d save space on packing by getting this thing.” He puts his beer bottle into the cupholder on his armrest, then moves his plate over to his right hand, leaving the hand closest to me empty. “We were checking out a new campsite that was only accessible by four-wheelers, so we had to pack the minimum. But if that moron had told me he was bringing a love seat, I would’ve brought my own damn chair.”
“So it was just the two of you, in the woods, sitting shoulder to shoulder?” I can’t stop my laugh.
“Pretty much.” Luther shakes his head before lifting a cookie to his mouth and biting off half of it.
My chuckles die as I break off a piece of my cookie and examine it. “We shouldn’t keep doing this.”
There’s a long pause where I think Luther isn’t going to answer. But after another moment, he heaves out a breath. “We probably shouldn’t.”
Staying silent, I break off another piece of cookie, piling it next to the first.
“But there are two problems with that.” Luther’s tone is gentle.
I tip my head to meet his eyes. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” He dips his chin. “First, I don’t always do what I should.”
Butterflies flap their wings inside my ribs.
We both know this is a bad idea.
The worst.
But neither of us wants to stop.
And he’s admitting it.
“And the second?” I whisper, thinking about him with his hands on me. Remembering the feel of him inside me. Replaying the words he whispered to me in the dark.
“The second…” He looks down as he shifts.
I look down.
And it takes me a second.
Just a second to see it.
Luther put his brownie on my plate.
I snap my gaze back up to meet his.
“The second problem is…” He lifts a shoulder. “I like you a brownie amount.”
Chapter 44
Luther
“Joe still doesn’t know?”
Kendra shakes her head, grinning up at me. “Nope. My mom thought I was here. He thought I was there. Best lie I ever pulled off.”
The expression on her face is… joy. And dammit, I want to kiss her, want to taste her smile.
