Page 30 of Jacob Michaels is Not Here

“Unless you cut your finger while making dinner, I suppose.” I quipped. “When did you become a vegetarian?”

Asking Lucas this question was pertinent. He hadn’t been a vegetarian when I had left Point Worth ten years prior. Of course, I couldn’t tell him that I remembered that.

“I don’t really remember you being a vegetarian…way back when.” I added for good measure. “Though my memory is a little fuzzy, too, I guess.”

Lucas shrugged at this.

“I mean, I guess it was about the time I went to college?” His brow furrowed. “Does it sound weird that I don’t remember?”

I looked over the bar at him, my fork halfway to my mouth.

“Weirdest thing I’ve heard all week, obviously.” I snorted.

Lucas laughed.

“Fair enough.” More lightning flashed as we each brought more food to our mouths. “I don’t remember making a conscious decision to not eat meat. I just stopped one day and never started again.”

“Sounds like you.”

“How so?”

“Organically deciding something.” I shrugged. “I mean, meat just became something you didn’t eat, you didn’t question it, you just went with it. You’re good at just going with things.”

“Is that your way of saying you like when I let life lead me?”

“I like it when you let me lead you.” I let my fork rest on my plate.

“Where do you want to lead me?” He grinned before popping another bite in his mouth.

I looked down at my food, contemplating this question.

“I’ve never really paid much attention, but is your shower big enough for two?” I asked.

“Big enough for four.” He replied, still eating nonchalantly. “In case you want to get really wild.”

“Just you is more than enough.”

Lucas bit his lower lip sexily as he set his fork down.

“Do you want to play ‘drop the soap’?” He asked, wiggling his eyebrows. “Because I only use body wash.”

“I don’t care what you bend over to pick up.”

“Why, you charmer you.” Lucas drawled.

Before I knew what was happening, Lucas had reached down and popped the button on his jeans. The zipper came down lightning quick, and Lucas had his jeans pushed down to his ankles. He was stepping out of them before I realized that we had been dealing with a commando situation throughout meal prep and what little of the dinner we had eaten. I popped my tongue against the roof of my mouth with a wicked grin.

“You’ve just been waiting to do that, haven’t you?”

“I’ve eaten enough.” Lucas kicked his jeans out of the way and stood on the other side of the counter, his stance playful, though his eyes conveyed a different feeling. “We can always eat more later.”

“Then let’s work up an appetite so—”

Lightning flashed again, and every light went out, casting the house in complete and utter darkness. Lucas somehow kept himself from jumping, but I didn’t manage to keep myself from gasping at the sudden extinguishing of all of the lights. Once more, lightning flashed, letting me know that Lucas was still standing around the counter from me, still naked, but then it was dark once more. I wasn’t sure if I was upset that the lights were out because it was creepy or because it kept me from enjoying the sight of my boyfriend completely nude and ready to do bad things with me.

“Well, shit.” Lucas sighed.

“Do you have a generator?”