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“Besides being a fabulous salad maker, I’m also an excellent listener.”
“You’re a pretty good kisser, too,” he quipped. Although it’d only been a peck, she’d left him wanting to taste more of her. Everywhere. “Maybe we could do that again.”
A small smile escaped her lips. “I think that could be arranged.” But as he leaned down to do just that, she stepped out of his embrace and returned to the cutting board. “Later. We have lunch to make.”
“I don’t give a damn about lunch,” he growled in her ear as he put his hands on her hips and moved in behind her. He needed to touch her again.
“You will when hungry people come through that kitchen door and find there’s no food ready, and we’re in the middle of a make-out session.”
He sighed, knowing she was right, and took a step back.
She turned around to face him with a small smile.
“Look at it this way. The sooner we get everyone fed, the sooner we can send them on their way so we can clean up. And no one is going to interrupt us while we do that, since they run the risk of being put to work if they do.”
“Damn, girl, dare I say, that’s diabolically genius? Of course, we could also just slip away to another room.”
“Yeah, but then everyone’s going to talk.”
“I hate to break it to you, Sunshine, but they already are.”
“Perhaps. But we don’t need to confirm their suspicions.”
“Fair enough.”
He could wait to kiss her.
Maybe.
But when she looked over and smiled at him as she worked, he had his doubts.
Chapter Eight
Dakota
She walked out to the patio and called to the group hanging out at the beach, “Lunch is ready!”
When she returned to the kitchen, Aiden was sitting at the table with a plate of salad and a sandwich in front of him, and another sandwich in hand.
She chuckled at the guilty look on his face as he took a bite.
“What? I’m hungry!” he protested around a mouthful of food.
Dakota picked up a plate. “I didn’t say anything,” she replied as she scooped salad onto it, then picked a dressing from the selection they’d put out before moving on to the sandwich choices.
She slid into the chair next to him just as people walked into the kitchen.
“This looks great!”
“You guys did all this?”
“Wow, thanks, guys!”
Steven looked over at them with a smile and mouthed, “Thanks.”
She winked at him in return as another image of him and Whitney and a baby popped into her head.
“They are going to have beautiful babies,” she murmured.
