Rocket Man by Melanie Greene

Author:Melanie Greene [Greene, Melanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-941967-00-3
Publisher: Melanie Greene

Chapter Twenty-Six

One part of Dillon still wanted to pursue the fact that Serena hadn’t just talked to him about the hives, but the part of him that pictured her sitting in her car trying to breathe, and the part of him that was all too happy to be entertained by her ridiculous theory combined forces with the insistent part of him twitching in his pants to override any reservations.

“She,” he said.

“She who?” A little frown crossed Serena’s face.

“Maisy the cat. You called her ‘he.’ She slept on my jacket every chance she got. On my usual messenger bag, too—the one I brought here I pulled from the back of a closet, so it should be safe for you.”

Something extra-gorgeous happened with Serena’s face then, the way she was looking at him. Happy shining pleasure in the soft glow from the lantern she’d set on the table between them. Dillon glanced around the back yard. It was secluded, surrounded by the arms of her house and a high wood fence, and though he’d joked about it, he really could smell some herbs from the pots surrounding them.

“Which one is basil, anyway?” he asked, standing and offering a hand to help her up. She led him to the darker side of the patio and bent slightly to pluck a few leaves from a plant.

“This one is sweet basil. Try it.”

He sniffed the leaves then nibbled. Not bad.

“And here’s some lemon basil, which I love to put in stir fries, that sort of thing.”

It was a lot sweeter than the smell would have led him to believe. “Mmm,” he said, and held one of the leaves up to her lips. She caught it with her teeth, and closed her mouth around his finger and thumb just for a moment. Slowly he drew a line along her eyebrow with his damp fingertip, and Serena shivered a little and moved closer to him.

“I have some mints over here,” she said softly, and he followed, pressing his front to her back as much as possible, as they walked to the back of the garden where a slightly raised bed covered in a sprawl of low plants was visible in the dim light. Serena sat on the timber edging and reached towards the back. “This one is spearmint.”

He sat beside her and opened his mouth, allowing her to put the leaf directly on his tongue. The tang was refreshing and he picked a few leaves of his own, crushing them slightly in his palm to release a sharp sweet scent into the air.

“This?” he asked, since the one he held was shaped differently from the one he’d tasted.

She leaned forward for a whiff. “That’s regular peppermint. Good in teas, ice cream, and toothpaste.”

“Or on its own,” he added, placing a few leaves in her palm. She joined him in eating the mint, and in answer to his unspoken command or prayers, Serena leaned forward for a kiss.

Under the minty freshness she tasted of red wine, and heat, and desire.

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