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He was looking straight at me with those gorgeous eyes of his. Rising on my tiptoes, I kissed him just the way he’d done this morning, tongue and all, needing the contact. I only stoppedwhen a groan reverberated through his body. I felt it deep in every cell and pulled back.
"Oops," I said.
"You kiss me like that and want me to think about training?" he asked in a teasing tone.
"Mmm, that was a blip in my control. But since I’m on a slippery slope anyway… Just one more, and then I'll be on my best behavior for the rest of the day. I won’t send you any distracting messages. Not even one," I said with a grin.
CHAPTER 28
KENDRA
On the morningof the game, I woke up super early. I had a plan. I wanted to spoil my sexy guy before he started one of the most important days of the year. My mom always said it was important to start a day right, so I got to work as quietly as possible. I wanted to bake a fresh pecan pie. I'd spoken with his mom, asking about her recipe, and I was adding my own touch to it, so I was confident he'd love it.
I put in earbuds while I worked in the kitchen. This was my happy place. I hummed to the music, careful not to be too loud. After I put it in the oven, I cleaned the kitchen until it looked pristine. Then I peeked at the oven. I’d put tin foil on it, so I couldn’t see much, but thirty minutes had passed, so now it was time to remove it, which I did quickly. Now it only had to stay in for another twenty minutes. I went to take a quick shower in the guest bathroom so I could be fresh for my man when he woke up.
I was so happy that I couldn't even believe it. I loved Tyler with my whole heart, and I never thought a love like this was possible. I knew, of course, that once upon a time, my parents had loved each other. But as I grew older and, well, more of a cynic, I'd started to wonder if perhaps I'd idealized their relationship. But even if I did, it didn't matter.
I was smiling widely as I danced under the spray, applying Tyler's shower gel and loving the smell of the ocean and winter fragrance. I was so proud that I'd gotten up early and was sure I had some time until Tyler would wake up. But to my astonishment, he was already in the kitchen when I returned.
"Hey. What are you doing up so early?" I asked.
"I woke up, and you weren't next to me.”
“What are you doing?" I sounded alarmed, but he was right in front of the oven.
"Looking at the oven." Grabbing the handle, he made to open it, but I ran toward him.
“No, no, no. Don't do that. Don't let the heat out."
Laughing, he let it go, holding his hands up in defense. "Okay, not touching it.” He narrowed his eyes. “I can touch you, though."
Instantly, his hands were on my hips, and he pressed me against him.
"Good morning," he said. His eyes were still a bit hazy with sleep. He wasn't wearing a shirt.
Oh, why are you tempting me like this first thing in the morning?
I placed my hands on his chest, near his shoulders, but within a few seconds, they somehow glided down to his abs.
He laughed, tilting his head toward the oven. “What’s with that?”
"Your mom mentioned you like pecan pie when we were at their place, and I thought I'd surprise you with one today. I asked for her recipe but also added some secret ingredients."
He looked at me incredulously before his mouth curled in a huge smile. "You woke up extra early to bake me a pie? Fuck, you're cute."
"I wanted to do something to bring you good luck."
He pressed his palms more firmly on my hips. "Youbring me good luck, Kendra."
"I can’t wait to cheer for you. I'll be your loudest fan. "
He brought a hand to my face, touching my jaw with his thumb and forefinger. "You do that, and then I'll bring you home and make you scream in other ways."
I blushed. "You can't keep your mind out of the gutter, even before the game, huh?"
"I can always be shameless," he confirmed.
"Of course you can." I turned around, looking at the oven. "Okay, let me take this out. Don't distract me."
