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the porch.
* * *
Mel looked hot. Her crazy curls were all over the place, her cheeks were rosy, her eyes were warm, and her legs were barely covered by the sexiest cutoff jeans Bennett had ever seen. She was wearing a shirt that was only half-buttoned and he could see the very top of her breasts peeking out of a pink tank top.
“Hey,” he said, walking into the house. For some reason completely unknown to him, he leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.
“Hi,” she said, looking even more flushed when he pulled back. “Thanks for picking up wine.” She nodded at the bottle in his hand before she turned and headed to the kitchen.
“It’s no problem.” He walked behind her, his eyes drifting down to her very tiny bottom, which was covered by those very tiny shorts.
“So am I going to be highly disturbed by the last two episodes in season two?” she asked.
“Nah, not like season one.” He somehow managed to pull his eyes away to look where he was going.
“Well, nothing can be as heartbreaking as season one,” she said as she entered the kitchen. Bennett followed and put the wine on the counter.
Mel had indeed been very sad and upset about that. A couple of the main characters had died, including her favorite character. He’d been part of a very dramatic love story that she’d been particularly invested in. And now with his death that love story was over. She had claimed she would never be the same. But the series was based on a series of books, and Mel didn’t know that the author had a thing about killing his characters off. No one was safe.
“Yeah,” he said, not too reassuringly.
Mel looked over her shoulder at him and narrowed her eyes, giving him the scary don’t mess with me look. “You’re holding back on me, aren’t you?” she asked as she grabbed two bowls on the counter and went over to a steaming pot on the stove.
“Hey,” he said, holding up his hands in defense. “You’re the one who hates spoilers.”
She started dishing out the grits. “Ugh. I do, but this show is too much to take.”
“I tried to warn you.” He reached over to the drawer next to him, and it stuck a little as he opened it. He grabbed the corkscrew and started twisting it into the bottle.
“No, you tried to warn me about all the sex. You didn’t warn me that I’d have my heart ripped out on a regular basis.”
“I didn’t.” Bennett looked up at her, unable to stop a smile from turning up his lips. There was just something about how passionate she was about these little things in life that did funny things to him. Made him feel things he’d never felt before.
“Are you laughing at me?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.
He shook his head. “I’m not. I promise. I’m sorry I didn’t warn you.”
“It’s probably for the best, anyway. And good thing you weren’t laughing at me. Otherwise you wouldn’t be getting dinner.”
“That’s harsh.” He turned back to the wine and popped the cork. He reached above him for the cabinet door. It made a loud squeak as he opened it. He grabbed two wineglasses and pulled them down.
“Sometimes it’s necessary. Like when you’re dealing with a bunch of teenagers on a daily basis.” She put two bowls down in front of him, one with almost double the amount of food. She’d pilled the grits with shrimp, bacon, chives, and cheddar cheese.
“That’s true. But I’ve smelled and now seen what promises to be an amazing dinner. It would be more than a little cruel to deprive a starving man.” He filled both glasses of wine and handed her one.
“Well, then we should get you fed.” She smiled and grabbed her bowl from the counter, then headed over to the set dinner table.
Bennett grabbed his bowl and wineglass, and followed her.
They chatted over their meal as usual, and it had taken everything in Bennett not to moan around his spoon as he’d eaten. Never in his life had he tasted anything more delicious.
“You’ve without a doubt
* * *
Mel looked hot. Her crazy curls were all over the place, her cheeks were rosy, her eyes were warm, and her legs were barely covered by the sexiest cutoff jeans Bennett had ever seen. She was wearing a shirt that was only half-buttoned and he could see the very top of her breasts peeking out of a pink tank top.
“Hey,” he said, walking into the house. For some reason completely unknown to him, he leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.
“Hi,” she said, looking even more flushed when he pulled back. “Thanks for picking up wine.” She nodded at the bottle in his hand before she turned and headed to the kitchen.
“It’s no problem.” He walked behind her, his eyes drifting down to her very tiny bottom, which was covered by those very tiny shorts.
“So am I going to be highly disturbed by the last two episodes in season two?” she asked.
“Nah, not like season one.” He somehow managed to pull his eyes away to look where he was going.
“Well, nothing can be as heartbreaking as season one,” she said as she entered the kitchen. Bennett followed and put the wine on the counter.
Mel had indeed been very sad and upset about that. A couple of the main characters had died, including her favorite character. He’d been part of a very dramatic love story that she’d been particularly invested in. And now with his death that love story was over. She had claimed she would never be the same. But the series was based on a series of books, and Mel didn’t know that the author had a thing about killing his characters off. No one was safe.
“Yeah,” he said, not too reassuringly.
Mel looked over her shoulder at him and narrowed her eyes, giving him the scary don’t mess with me look. “You’re holding back on me, aren’t you?” she asked as she grabbed two bowls on the counter and went over to a steaming pot on the stove.
“Hey,” he said, holding up his hands in defense. “You’re the one who hates spoilers.”
She started dishing out the grits. “Ugh. I do, but this show is too much to take.”
“I tried to warn you.” He reached over to the drawer next to him, and it stuck a little as he opened it. He grabbed the corkscrew and started twisting it into the bottle.
“No, you tried to warn me about all the sex. You didn’t warn me that I’d have my heart ripped out on a regular basis.”
“I didn’t.” Bennett looked up at her, unable to stop a smile from turning up his lips. There was just something about how passionate she was about these little things in life that did funny things to him. Made him feel things he’d never felt before.
“Are you laughing at me?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.
He shook his head. “I’m not. I promise. I’m sorry I didn’t warn you.”
“It’s probably for the best, anyway. And good thing you weren’t laughing at me. Otherwise you wouldn’t be getting dinner.”
“That’s harsh.” He turned back to the wine and popped the cork. He reached above him for the cabinet door. It made a loud squeak as he opened it. He grabbed two wineglasses and pulled them down.
“Sometimes it’s necessary. Like when you’re dealing with a bunch of teenagers on a daily basis.” She put two bowls down in front of him, one with almost double the amount of food. She’d pilled the grits with shrimp, bacon, chives, and cheddar cheese.
“That’s true. But I’ve smelled and now seen what promises to be an amazing dinner. It would be more than a little cruel to deprive a starving man.” He filled both glasses of wine and handed her one.
“Well, then we should get you fed.” She smiled and grabbed her bowl from the counter, then headed over to the set dinner table.
Bennett grabbed his bowl and wineglass, and followed her.
They chatted over their meal as usual, and it had taken everything in Bennett not to moan around his spoon as he’d eaten. Never in his life had he tasted anything more delicious.
“You’ve without a doubt
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