Check My Heart by Christi Barth

Author:Christi Barth [Barth, Christi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Christi Barth
Published: 2017-07-16T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Six

“Can I lick the bowl?” Kurt wheedled adorably.

The mixing bowl with its swirled remnants of cream cheese frosting was not at all what Lisette wanted him to lick. If she had a choice.

Which Lisette kind of thought she did. Ever since reconnecting outside the Rajuns’ locker room, there’d been an odd push-pull going on between them. Definite heat and attraction on both sides. But it felt like either she or Kurt would pull back just when things started to heat up.

Not anymore. Not since their date Saturday night. Because there was no question it hadn’t been anything less than a one hundred percent, genuine date. After the dose of classic New Orleans with their drinks at the Carousel Bar, they’d gone on to dinner at SoBou. It was the opposite end of the spectrum from classic, and Lisette loved it. She’d been worried that the innovative food, like the yellowfin tuna cones topped with avocado basil ice cream, would be a disappointment to Kurt. Those broad shoulders and undeniable masculinity gave her the impression he was a meat-and-potatoes guy.

Which had been a great reminder, actually, to not assume anything about him. In fact, when Lisette brought up the possibility, he laughed and made her forfeit a sweet potato beignet as punishment. Right after reminding her that his first team, before the Snakes and the Rage, was the San Francisco Quakes. Living there had opened him up to a world of fusion flavors. Nothing scared him if it came on a plate. Which also hit home that there was a lot more to Kurt Lundquist than just strong thighs and wicked control of a puck. His career didn’t define him. Or at least, it didn’t have to, which was exactly the point of today’s visit.

Right after she stopped thinking about Kurt doing all the licking.

With a gentle elbow to his ribs, Lisette stated, “The bowl is off-limits. I made this pineapple carrot cake for Noelle. Because she had a craving. And nobody in their right mind gets between a pregnant woman and her craving. So she can have as much of the cake as she wants, including the beaters and the bowls to lick.”

Hands behind his back, Kurt hinged forward from his waist to hover his face right above the rim. “That frosting will harden soon.”

“Not before she gets home.” Oh, but he’d almost tempted her to give in. Because Kurt Lundquist excelled at tempting Lisette into throwing common sense out the window. “Which will be in less than half an hour. So our window of time to talk is limited.”

That straightened him faster than a jack-in-the-box. “You really called me over here to talk?”

With a peek out the dotted Swiss curtains over the sink at the rapidly heating sunshine, Lisette asked, “At ten o’clock on a Tuesday morning? What other reason would there be?”

Kurt widened his stance. Then he pulled her back against him and crossed his arms around her waist. Nibbling along the curve of her ear, he said, “Do I need to spell it out for you?”

Maybe.

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