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An image of her soaking wet, braless in a white-see-through top popped in his head. He’d been reduced to a sixteen-year-old horny kid around her.
She continued, “A good dirty joke, dirty dancing…” She paused as she situated the cucumber on the cutting board and sliced the end off. “And of course, dirty, sweaty sex.”
He was glad he’d had the foresight to set the knife down or he might have sliced a finger off at her proclamation. His image of her wet in a white top morphed to her naked with her skin glistening with sweat as he drove into her.
“Of course.” As he attempted to calm himself down, Aiden absent-mindedly tossed the buns he had successfully cut into a wire basket she’d lined with a towel. He tried to sound nonchalant as he asked, “So, do you have dirty, sweaty sex often?”
Dakota paused slicing the cucumber and looked at him.
“I’m not sure I can remember the last time I had clean, vanilla sex, let alone the dirty, sweaty kind.”
I can help you with that.
Her bluntness made him chuckle. “You don’t beat around the bush, do you?”
“I don’t see the point, although Mercury is in retrograde, so maybe I should be more careful.”
He closed his eyes and gave his head a small shake as he tried to make sense of her words. Weren’t they just talking about dirty sex? How did the conversation jump to planets?
“What?”
“I’m assuming you’re familiar with the planet Mercury. During certain times of the year, from the Earth’s perspective, it appears to be spinning backwards. Obviously, that’s just an optical illusion.”
“Obviously,” he drawled. “But what does that have to do with anything, let alone you speaking your mind?”
Or dirty sex?
“Well, Mercury rules communication and travel, so when it’s in retrograde, that’s when confusion, misunderstandings, and delays happen.”
“You don’t really believe in that stuff, do you?”
She popped a slice of cucumber in her mouth with a bright smile. “Of course I do.”
“Of course you do,” he muttered under his breath and picked the knife back up to resume slicing the rolls.
Had she just purposefully thrown a mystical wet blanket on their flirtation?
“I’m assuming you don’t.”
He cocked his head and looked over at her with raised brows. “You would be correct.”
His response didn’t dim her light at all.
“Oh, Aiden.” She reached over and brushed his hair at his temples as she studied his face. He stared back into her eyes. The innocent gesture was the most intimacy he’d shared with a woman in a long time. “We need to get you out from under this dark cloud so you can enjoy your life again.”
That made him bristle, and he felt the scowl form on his face. He didn’t know if he was offended because she had no idea what she was talking about and should keep her opinions to herself, or because she was right.
Out of the blue, she stood on her tiptoes and softly kissed his lips. His hand instinctively went to her hip, and he didn’t remove it, even when she dropped to flat feet and looked up at him.
“What was that for?”
“An apology. I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“You didn’t.”
She tilted her head. “Didn’t I?”
“No. I’m not upset. You just gave me something to think about, that’s all.”
