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"What is it?" he asked.
Giving her head a little shake, "It's nothing."
Pull yourself together, Sadie, she thought.
"Do you like peach cobbler?" she asked, desperate for a subject change.
"Ummm, yeah I do. Who doesn't love peach cobbler?"
"I made some, that's why I had to go get it when my timer went off."
"I was wondering where you got too. Do you need any help?"
Why did a tiny offer for help melt her? Was she really that desperate for kindness? She was beginning to think after everything, she just might be.
"Why don't we move this to my patio for dessert?"
As they walked down the stairs, his hand grazed the small of her back and it sent a zip of desire right up her spine. The more she was around Lucas, the more she found herself questioning why she was shutting herself off. Well, she knew why, but maybe she was doing a disservice to both of them. All she knew was she was mourning the loss of the brief moments of contact with him. She couldn't stop thinking about their almost kiss on her porch after the carnival.
"That cow destroyed your hydrangeas," said Lucas as they made their way up her stairs.
"What?" she asked. Her thoughts had been too loud in her own head to fully comprehend what he was talking about.
"I was just saying Angus really did a job on your flowers."
"Oh yeah, that was so weird. Does that happen often?"
"No," Lucas said with a shake of his head. "That's only the second time."
She pulled open the sliding door and the smell of her baking filled the air.
"Mmmm, that smells so good."
Still lost in her own thoughts, Sadie went and got down two bowls and the ice cream from the freezer. Lucas stood by her as she dished it up, but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to look at him. Until she finally met his eyes and handed him a bowl full of warm peach cobbler with a scoop of cold vanilla ice cream.
"Shall we," he said as he headed out to her patio.
There was no table on her patio like there was on Lucas's. On her aunt's patio there was only a swinging bench. They would have to sit next to each other as the stars blinked to life enjoying the dessert her aunt had made for her a thousand times.
She sat down and he looked down at her with a cocked eyebrow before sitting next to her. The seat dipped as the warmth of his thigh pressed against her, and again desire zipped through her. She's never been this turned on by someone while so at ease around them.
Then, while she was still lost in her thoughts, a low moan came from the man next to her. When she turned to look at him, his eyes were closed, and he had a look on his face... well it was a look she would love to see him make in other ways.
"Good?" she asked before she took a bite herself. And, it was good, if she said so herself.
"Is this your aunt's recipe?" he asked.
"Of course."
"It's so good. I remember her bringing this to things, I would always try to get some, but it went fast."
"Well, now you have someone to make it just for you."
His brow furrowed as she said that, and he bit his lip before taking another bite. She took another bite as he began to slowly rock their seat.
She was going to cry. Why was she going to cry? She took another bite of cobbler biting back the tears, but it seemed like they were here whether she wanted them to be or not. Discreetly she tried to brush away the tears while more filled her eyes. Taking another bite, she looked up at the first star in the sky willing her tears away. What was wrong with her?
"Sadie," said a deep calm voice next to her.
