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“Rightnow?”
“Yes, Wilde, right now. I can’t leave the shed open all night. Go on, please. I’ll keep Shore busy.”
He groaned and exhaled a sigh. “Alright.”
He kissed Melvina on the cheek and turned to me. “Shouldn’t take long, I hope.”
“You go, she’s fine.”
His eyes bounced between us and he chuckled, shaking his head. “It’s notherI’m worried about, Ms. Mel.”
Wilde winked at me then left out the side door of the porch. I watched him cross the yard, moving confidently with his signature stride—wide-legged, sexy, and confident.
“Based on the way you’re lusting after my nephew, I’d say you two are getting along just fine. See, I knew it would work out. I have a feeling about these things.” My eyes shot up to hers with lightning speed and she was grinning. “Come on in the kitchen and I’ll fix you a slice of my gingerbread cake.”
Melvina was moving before I could regroup from the statement about Wilde but I didn’t have a comeback. Ihadbeen lusting and she’d caught me.
Damnit!
I followed the path she took to the kitchen, pausing until she pointed to a stool next to the island. I sat and she brought over a plate and utensils before turning away briefly and returning with a glass cake holder. The contents under the dome resembled a pound cake but when she lifted the lid, the fragrant scent of cinnamon and molasses hit me, causing my stomach to rumble.
“That smells really good.”
“It tastes even better. Most people do cookies, and I like those just fine, but this gingerbread cake is so much better. Try it.”
She dumped a slice on my plate so big I wasn’t sure it would be possible to finish it all in one sitting. I lifted the fork and dug in, not wasting any time shoveling the first bite in my mouth and good lord…
“Oh my, this is so good.” I spoke with a mouth full. The soft cinnamon sweetness melted on my tongue.
“Told ya. It’s Wilde’s favorite. I’ll make sure you have the recipe so you can make it for him.”
I choked on the bit I was swallowing and she grinned, turning away. I watched as Melvina opened the refrigerator and lifted a carton of almond milk. “I’m guessing this will do since I know that’s what Wilde drinks. He can’t seem to stomach real dairy. Not even as a kid.”
“Is he lactose intolerant?”
“No, but the idea of where milk comes from freaks him out. Calls it cow piss. Used to make his mama so mad when he was a kid. Won’t drink milk, but will eat an entire cow. Imagine that.”
I smiled, forking another bite of cake into my mouth. “People are weird that way. I don’t like the real thing either.”
“See I’m good about these things. You two are a good fit.” She smiled brightly.
Was this crazy woman comparing our preference for almond milk to our ability to pair well in a relationship?
“There’s nothing to be right about, Ms Mel.” I lifted the glass, taking down several large gulps.
“My eyes have some age on them, dear, but I know when a woman looks at a man like he means something to her and that’s how you were just looking at Wilde. Like you wanted to do the Horizontal Hokey Pokey.”
Once again I choked on some of her amazing gingerbread cake. What in the entire hell? When I managed to clear my throat and wipe the tears that pricked the corners of my eyes from the struggle to breathe, I narrowed in on Melvina.
“Horizontal Hokey Pokey?”
She arched a brow, smiling smugly. “I could be a little more colorful with my words if you’d like, but I’m sure you know what I’m referring to.”
I nodded slowly, not believing this conversation was happening. “I do but I wasn’t thinking about Wilde that way.”
Lies, all lies!
“Mmhmm, it’s okay if you were. I encourage it. Wilde needs a good woman in his life and you’re a good woman, Shore.”
