Page 84 of The Pumpkin Spice Cafe
‘Wealready ate,’ he amended.
‘It was probably junk food. Come have a nice home-cooked meal.’
‘That sounds nice,’ Jeanie whispered.
‘That’s because you’ve never had her cooking,’ he whispered back. Jeanie shoved him playfully.
‘I’m sure it’s not that bad.’
He gave her a grim look. She did not know what she was getting into, but if she wanted to eat dinner with his grandparents that badly, he couldn’t save her.
‘Okay, Nana. We’ll be over in a bit.’
‘Wonderful! I’m sure you two worked up an appetite.’
Heat rose to Logan’s face while Jeanie bent over in a fit of laughter. ‘I love her,’ she gasped.
Logan stood from his spot between Jeanie’s legs. ‘Yeah, she’s a real hoot,’ he said, as his grandmother’s footsteps receded.
‘I guess I better get cleaned up and dressed.’ Jeanie stood and headed for his shower.
‘I should probably come with you.’
She glanced at him over her shoulder, a smile playing around her lips. ‘Oh, really?’
‘The knobs can be kinda tricky.’
‘The knobs?’
‘Yeah, they can stick. I better come in and adjust the temperature for you.’
Jeanie’s eyes crinkled with laughter. ‘Okay, I guess you’d better. You’re just so thoughtful.’
Logan wrapped his arms around her from behind and planted a kiss on her neck. ‘Very thoughtful. I have a lot of thoughts actually of what we can do in the shower together.’
‘I thought you were just going to help with the temperature.’
He bit the soft flesh of her neck, and she squirmed in his arms. ‘And maybe some other things...’
‘Your grandparents are waiting for us.’
‘Trust me, Nana’s food isn’t going to be any better if we get out there early. And my grandfather will be puttering around for at least another hour.’
‘Well, in that case...’ Jeanie broke free of his grasp and hurried into the bathroom, shucking off his flannel shirt on the way. She glanced over her shoulder again, laughter dancing in her eyes, and he followed her in.
If Jeanie was going to suffer through Nana’s cooking, she really ought to be rewarded. At least a few more times before dinner.
* * *
Jeanie was down on her knees in the shower looking up at a surprised Logan. Warm water ran down her back, but the shower was big enough that she was fairly confident she could do this without drowning.
She wrapped her hand around the base of his erection and put her mouth around him.
A garbled sound that might have been her name rumbled through Logan.
She smiled around him.
‘Jeanie,’ he gasped as she took him deeper. ‘You don’t have to...’
