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“I did have a really good cup of cookies ‘n cream ice cream, so it’s steep competition.”
“Oh really?” he said, his hand wrapping around her front and urging her against his hardness. “Maybe I can give you a little reminder.”
She arched into him, rubbing back and forth. A needy groan rumbled up his throat as she continued her sensual movements. His hand slipped beneath her shirt, running across her stomach and up over the satin cup of her bra.
He molded her breast to his hand, and she whimpered at the delicious contact. He kissed a hot path down the length of her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin at her collarbone.
Her body turned to molten heat, tiny sparks exploding through her in rapid fast succession. His tongue skimmed her earlobe, and a fresh layer of goosebumps erupted along her neck.
His strong hands landed on her hips, and she dropped the knife, gripping the hard surface of the counter. He spun her around, pressing her against the counter, and capturing her lips in one fluent motion.
Their lips moved together perfectly in sync with each other. The air crackled between them, setting smoke to her already burning body.
She reached for his pants just as a loud blaring noise cut through the kitchen. Ella’s heart slammed against her chest at the interruption, and she jumped back.
“Shit!” Lucas said as he released his grip on her and turned to the stove. He grabbed the pan of asparagus and tossed it to the other burner, smoke rising and twisting in the air toward the blaring smoke detector.
Ella laughed as she grabbed a towel and climbed up on a chair, waving the smoke away from the alarm.
Finally, after several loud moments, the blaring came to an end.
“You really know how to make a girl hot,” Ella said as she stepped off the chair.
Lucas looked at her, blue eyes that were just so dark with desire, softening to amusement. He laughed, loud and hard, a noise so contagious it caused her to burst out a laugh even louder than his.
Once she was able to breathe, she went back to the potatoes.
“Why the anchor?” he asked and she turned to him with an arched eyebrow. He motioned to her ankle. “Your tattoo. I noticed it poking out of the bottom of your pants when you were on the chair.”
“You're very observant,” she said. “I got it my first year of college. I went with a friend and had no intention of getting anything done but then I saw the little anchor and it reminded me so much of home.”
“And you had to get it.”
She nodded. “It’s like having a piece of Willow Cove with me but it’s more than that too. It’s my family, my beliefs, traditions, all the things that help keep me grounded. If I ever feel like I’m losing control, getting lost in the chaos, I remember the anchor holding me in place while I weather whatever storm life throws at me.” She shrugged and went back to cutting. “It’s silly, I know.”
“It’s not.”
She stilled at his words, letting them flow through her like a sweet hug.
Lucas eyed her, and she held the knife up jokingly. “Last time you came near me you nearly set the kitchen on fire. Why don’t we wait until all fire hazards and sharp items are put away safely?”
He looked at her with sad puppy dog eyes that warmed her soul. “Fine, but only because you said you were starving. You’re going to need your energy for what I have planned later.”
Waves of hot anticipation crashed into her, and she tried to focus on cutting the last two potatoes.
“Is that why you asked me here?” she asked.
“No, I actually thought we could watch a movie,” he said.
“Really?” It was silly, but Ella was a huge movie buff. Most people liked to go out after a long week, but she preferred to curl up with a blanket and a good flick. “What movie did you have in mind?”
“That new movie with Bex Shepard is available to stream right now.”
Ella smiled. “I already saw it in the theater. I see all her movies as soon as they come out. I just love her.”
“Then option two.”
“What’s option two?” she asked.
