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“To answer your earlier question, we got together because we were the only singles in our group. He felt like the odd one out, and I shared that feeling. We forged a friendship that grew.” If I could rewrite our story, that would be how it would start.
Mindy’s hand covered mine. “That’s really sweet, and I’m glad you saw past the cold exterior and gave him a chance.”
Too bad it wasn’t real.
Chapter 18
SID
SIMPLY COOK IT WAS A cool, modern space that was a hot spot for tourists. Tonight, the class was buzzing with energy as Kat and I walked in. Kat’s little black dress and high heels were a little over the top for a cooking class, but she looked gorgeous, and my dick had been hard ever since she came out of her room.
The dress hugged her mouth-watering curves perfectly. I wanted to peel it off her and explore those curves with my hands and tongue. I’d had to adjust myself multiple times on the way here, which wasn’t easy when we were walking in the center of town.
Kat walked toward one of the kitchen stations, and I forced myself not to look at her delectable ass. She had a bubble butt, and I wanted to take a bite out of it or mark it with my hand. I needed to get laid. It had been far too long, which had to explain the wayward thoughts I’d been having about her.
Kat set her small purse down on the table and then perched on the stool to wait. I rummaged around in the kitchen until I found two wineglasses. There was a bottle of wine on the counter with a welcome card beside it. I uncorked the bottle and poured us each a glass of wine, then joined Kat at the small table. She picked up the welcome card and read it out loud.
“It says, ‘Welcome to Simply Cook It. This evening, you will make roasted chicken with root vegetables and a dessert. Please have a glass of wine and make yourself comfortable before we get started.’”
Kat sipped her wine and looked around the room. “It’s really nice in here. I can’t believe I’ve lived in Oak Springs for two years and haven’t been.”
“I’ve only been once.”
She looked at me in surprise. “How long has this place been open?”
“Only a couple of years. In fact, it opened when Kate and Mindy first came to town.”
Kat giggled. “And this is only your second time here?”
I shrugged. “I never really had a reason to come here before.”
She nodded and took a sip of her wine.
“Good evening, class. And welcome to Simply Cook It. My name is Evelyn Tate, and I will be your instructor this evening. In your stations, you’ll find everything you need for the dinners. I’ll be walking you through everything and cooking along with you in my kitchen.” She pointed to the larger kitchen against the back wall. “You’ll be able to see up close what I’m doing on the screen there.”
I looked to where she indicated at the large screen that hung from the ceiling in front of the stations. There were three stations on each side of the room. Each had an oven, fridge, microwave, and sink. There were some cabinets and drawers underneath, and a small two-seater table sat in the middle of each tiny station.
“Let’s begin, shall we?” Evelyn said. “Tonight, we’ll cook roasted chicken with root vegetables and apple pie for dessert.”
Kat did a little dance on her chair. The smile on her face was infectious. After a few more instructions, Evelyn set us loose in our kitchens. The vegetables were fresh, no doubt from Davis Farms, and the chicken looked good. I was excited to make this meal and glad it wasn’t lamb or something.
The night moved slowly since we had to make everything step by step with Evelyn instructing us. Kat surprised me with her skills. We worked well together, like we were in sync with each other. I was enjoying myself.
“This is fun,” Kat said with a giggle. The dry rub covered her hands as she slathered it on the chicken.
I agreed and chopped a few more carrots, then tossed them inside the roasting pan, where the chicken was already nestled.
“All right, class, it’s time to get those meals in the oven so they’ll be done before class is over. They need to cook for forty-five minutes, and you’ll need to baste them every twenty minutes,” Evelyn said. She was walking around the room now, making sure we were all on the same step.
I carefully placed the roasting pan in the oven and closed the door. Kat and I sat back on our stools to await further instructions for the dessert. I poured us each another glass of wine and picked up a small index card on the table, examining it on both sides.
“This looks like some icebreaker questions. Do you want to try them out?” I asked.
Kat shrugged. “Sure.”
“Okay. First one is where are you from?”
She chuckled. “That’s an easy one. I grew up in Charlotte, as you know, and then spent six months in Italy before moving to New York with my sister.”
