Follow Me Back by A.L. Jackson

Author:A.L. Jackson [Jackson, A.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.L. Jackson Books Inc.
Published: 2018-02-02T06:00:00+00:00

Giggles floated through my kitchen. Wrapping around me like soft, lulling waves.

I smiled back at her from over my shoulder where I was digging something out to make for an early dinner.

Hope was propped up on my island, that dress bunched up around her thighs, her lush legs swinging over the edge.

Feet bare.

Sun shining all around her from behind. Lighting up that red hair. Setting it aflame.

Swore, the girl was like curling up in front of a fireplace on a cold winter’s day.

I pulled an onion, fresh garlic, and tomatoes from the crisper. Spaghetti was the one meal I cooked well, which wasn’t surprising since that shit was what I’d lived on in medical school.

I rinsed everything, set a cutting board beside her, and started dicing so I could start the sauce.

I glanced over at her. “If I make you dinner, that means you’re making me dessert, right?”

“Oh, I see how this works. A favor for a favor, huh? And here I thought you were making me dinner out of the goodness of your heart.”

She sat up there like her weight had been lifted. The girl was lost in the mood, relaxed, catching on to the vibe of the sun slowly sinking in the sky.

My phone was synced with Spotify and set to one of my favorite playlists. Mellow and gritty, the guitar-driven beats pumped quietly from the speakers set up all through my loft, the hypnotizing lyrics setting the mood.

I feigned an offended gasp. “This is out of the goodness of my heart, Shortcake. But, seriously, have you tasted your cupcakes? You can’t blame a man for trying. Call it self-preservation. The instinct to survive kicking in. Because I might die if I don’t get another taste.”

“The dramatics,” she teased.

“The truth,” I shot back.

Amusement flitted across her features, and she placed her palms on the stone counter behind her, leaning back, hair swept over one shoulder. She stared at the ceiling like she was really contemplating what she was going to say. “And what flavor would you pick if I was kind enough to make you something? On my day off, mind you.”

She dropped her gaze back to me, that mesmerizing green swallowing me whole.

My brow lifted. “Do you really need to ask?”

My eyes raked her. Head to toe. Not even attempting to hide the fact I was already ready to devour her again.

Strawberries and cream and all things sweet.

A soft giggle floated from her delicious mouth. “You haven’t even tried anything else. Strawberry shortcake might be your least favorite and you don’t even know it.”

“Oh, there are some things a man just knows.” I leaned in closer to her, letting my nose graze her jaw, my voice rough. “And this I know. Don’t need to taste anything else when I already know I’ve got the fucking best thing sitting right in front of me.”

Truth was, I’d tasted enough in my lifetime to know when I’d never stumble on anything better.

Goose bumps spread across her flesh, and a shiver rolled down her spine as I pressed a gentle kiss behind her ear.

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