Single Dad in a Kilt by Kait Nolan

Author:Kait Nolan [Nolan, Kait]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Take The Leap Publishing

Twelve

“I will never be able to look at a drop cloth without getting hard ever again.”

With a breathless laugh, Afton collapsed down onto Hamish’s chest, nuzzling at the scruffy line of his jaw. “Then it’s a good thing we’ve essentially finished painting the last of the house.”

He combed his fingers through her hair. “You have paint in your hair. Again.”

“Worth it.” She propped herself up enough to rake her fingers through his as well, noting the splotches of cool blue. “So do you.”

The remains of their final worksite surrounded them, along with all their clothes. Fortunately, during all their exertions, they hadn’t knocked into the paint tray or the open can still perched on the ladder. Really, it was a miracle they’d gotten as much work done on the house as they had, considering they’d been positively insatiable. She might have come late to sex with a partner, but they’d sure as hell been making up for lost time. It had been glorious. Too bad tonight would be the last of it for a while. Because of that, they’d rejected multiple invites to assorted ceilidhs, electing to stay in and ring in the New Year together—naked—as Freya would be home tomorrow.

Hamish’s stomach let out a mighty growl.

Grinning, Afton sat up. “You clearly worked up an appetite. Let me feed you.”

“I willnae say no.”

They cleaned themselves up and tugged on the bare minimum of clothing—unbuttoned jeans for him, his shirt for her—and wandered down to the kitchen. She stared at the contents of the fridge, mentally flipping through recipe possibilities before she began pulling out ingredients. Since she was without her usual sous chef, she put Hamish to work washing and peeling some potatoes while she tackled some onions, peppers, and mushrooms. Home fries would be just the thing with some streaky bacon. She’d developed something of an addiction to them while she’d been living in Tennessee.

Absently, she hummed while she worked.

“You look so relaxed when you do that.”

Afton shot him a saucy wink. “I think you had a lot to do with that.”

His grin was cocky as hell, and she loved it. “Aye. But just in general, watching you cook these past weeks. It’s made me wonder—why cooking? Why the chef thing? I never knew you to have any special interest in it beyond doing the necessary for living. Not professionally, anyway. Was it just that you fell in love with the process when you took Athena’s class?”

She grabbed one of the knives she’d honed to proper, professional sharpness and began to dice the bell pepper. “There was some of that, aye. But, in a way, it was about control. Cooking gave me control at a time when I had very little. I love the predictability of it. Love knowing I can combine ingredients in a particular way and get a consistent result. That’s comforting to me after a lifetime of being denied control over one of the most important parts of my life.”

He nodded. “That makes sense.”

“I fell in love with the creative side of it, as well.

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