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Karma just shrugged. “When things interest me, I tend to want to learn more about them. And the easiest way to do that is to take a class.”
They continued walking to a grassy area with large overhanging trees. The lowest branches of the trees were at least twenty feet above the ground. They created a natural shelter for the picnic tables that were spread out below amongst the trees. Buck walked up to one of the tables and placed the basket on the bench. He gestured for Karma to sit down before pulling a checkered tablecloth from the basket and spreading it out on the picnic table. He began to unpack the picnic basket placing food upon the table.
Karma watched as he pulled strawberries, pineapples, watermelon, croissants, and a container of creamy white stuff out of his picnic basket. He also pulled plates, silverware, and napkins.
“You’re correct. The rockslide wasn’t natural. It was man-made caused by the construction of Highway Twenty-Two.” He pulled out several bottles of liquid with condensation on the side of them.
“The blasting they did to build Highway Twenty-Two caused an unanticipated rockslide on this side of the mountain which ended up taking out the ski slope and the Lodge at the base of the mountain. Ever since the ski lodge closed, we have been slowly losing families from the Valley.” He looked over the picnic table to Karma. “Even I left the town for a while.”
Karma’s eyes never left him as he rounded the table to sit next to her straddling the picnic bench so that he faced her. He opened a small bottle of hand sanitizer squirting the clear liquid into his hands. Karma watched fascinated as he rubbed his hands together and the liquid evaporated. She mentally drooled at the thought of those hands rubbing her body the same way with lotion.
“Open,” he gently ordered as he took a strawberry and dipped into the creamy white stuff from the container.
Karma moaned as she bit into the cool tasting yogurt combined with the strawberry. It was delicious. Next, he dipped in pineapple into the dish and fed it to her. Karma never realized how intimate it was to be fed by someone. His strong fingers gently brushed against her bottom lip as she bit into the fruit.
It was erotic.
He reached into the picnic basket and pulled out another container. This time he took a knife, cutting one of the croissants open and spreading the contents of the second container onto the croissant. He slowly fed that to Karma also. Her eyes closed as she savored the taste of the buttery croissant mixed with the creamy fruit-flavored spread.
Karma didn’t want to be the only one eating and enjoying the food. She reached across him for the other half of the croissant, brushing against him before putting some spread on it. She slowly fed it to Buck, eyes locked on his lips as he took the first bite. She had never fed anybody before. It was such a sensual act. For the next few minutes, they traded back and forth feeding each other the fruit and the croissants. When both were almost gone Buck reached into the picnic basket and pulled out several more containers.
She watched as Buck placed an omelet on each of the plates, he had pulled out of the picnic basket earlier. From another container he produced slices of crisp cooked bacon and triangle cut waffles. Buck cut a piece of the omelet and forked it up offering it to Karma. She leaned forward and took the offered bite. She groaned, enjoying the flavors dancing across her tongue as the ham and spinach mixed with the cheese in the omlet.
“Absolutely delicious.” She complimented him.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying it. It’s not often I have someone other than Blaze to cook for.”
“You cooked all of this?” She was surprised and touched that Buck went through so much trouble for her. It made the picnic even more special.
“Yes, I cook though it has been a while since I had the desire to cook for anyone. Or to cook beyond the basic meals for survival.” He shrugged.
“Why is that?” Karma suffered from curiosity.
She especially wanted to learn anything and everything she could about Buck. He fascinated her.
He just shook his head. “That’s a subject for another day.” A sad look crossed his face.
Karma curbed her curiosity. She realized that no matter how much she wanted to know about Buck, they were still strangers and he was entitled to his secrets. She just hoped one day he would want to share those secrets with her.
Her mother had always said that patience is a virtue. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a virtue that Karma had, but she was able to restrain herself at times when needed. Even she could see, now was one of those times.
“You’re lucky to be able to cook. It’s an amazing skill that I have tried many times to master.”
“What? You didn’t take a class?” He teased her.
Karma let out a startled laugh. “Yes, as a matter fact I did take a class. And there were a few meals that I was able to master. But Top Chef I will never be. Sometimes I feel lucky if I don’t burn cereal.” She said with a rueful smile opening her mouth to take the next bite he offered.
He just grinned at her. They continued feeding each other with only the sounds of their enjoyment of the meal breaking the silence. It was a comfortable silence that had fallen between the two of them — the type of silence that it usually evolved after a long-term friendship. Karma admitted that she had never felt so comfortable around a male that was not family as she was around Buck.
As they finished the meal, Buck started to pack up the empty containers. “I am so stuffed.” Karma moaned as she leaned back rubbing her full stomach. “I don’t think I’ll be able to waddle home now.” She joked.
“I could always carry you home,” Buck said in a serious tone.
Karma smiled at him. “Nah, I wouldn’t want you to throw your back out trying to carry my hefty weight that distance. According to my cousins, a baby whale weighs less than I do.”
“Give me the name of your cousin.” Buck’s voice turned hard as steel. “It sounds like we need to talk about how to treat a lady.”
Karma stared at him in stunned silence for a moment, “You are so fucking hot.” it slipped out before she could stop it. She groaned in embarrassment, covering her face with her hands.
