Swift and Saddled by Lyla Sage

Author:Lyla Sage [Sage, Lyla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2024-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Wes

Before last night, I had a leash on my attraction to Ada. I could walk past her in her overalls and not have the urge to push her against the nearest wall and show her exactly what she did to me.

Not anymore.

All I could think about was the way her bare skin felt under my hands. Now that I knew what she felt like, nothing would ever be enough.

She wanted me. She was the one who’d asked me to kiss her—who’d demanded that I touch her. And now I was ruined.

Totally fucking ruined.

That’s what was going through my head as I assembled a bunch of ingredients to make one of her favorite foods—the spinach pie thing that she’d told me about in the truck when I took her to town.

I was taking Dusty’s advice and doing something that showed her that I was thinking about her. All the time.

There was only a small problem. I wasn’t a very good cook. I could cook, and I did cook, but I wouldn’t say everything was always one hundred percent edible. My dad made sure all of us knew cooking basics, especially Gus and me. From the time we were little, he told us that someday we might have to share a home with someone, and when that happened, it would be important to split labor—whether that was cooking, cleaning, or whatever.

Gus was like my dad. He loved to cook, and he was good at it. It was another thing he was better at than me. Which was a good thing, because now he had to keep a small human alive.

I could do the basics—eggs, grilled chicken, pasta, and I could toss the hell out of a salad—but spanakopita—that spinach pie—was a little out of my wheelhouse. Especially because it started with homemade pastry, which felt like it could go very wrong very quickly.

Whatever.

I was a capable guy, and I was going to do this—maybe not well, but I was going to do it.

Ada had gone down to Aggie’s to talk about the stuff she wanted her to build. Teddy came and picked her up—apparently they were going shopping too—so I figured I had at least four hours to make this happen.

So far I’d been at it for a little over an hour, and all I had to show for it was a kitchen covered in flour.

When the front door opened, I heard Gus call out, “Anyone home?”

“In here,” I called back.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Gus asked when he came into the kitchen. His eyes widened at the sight of me and all of the flour.

“I’m baking, obviously.”

“You sure as fuck are not baking.”

“Okay, well, I’m trying,” I said. And no, it wasn’t going great. “Ada mentioned that she liked this spinach pie thing that her mom makes, and now I’m trying to make it for her.”

Gus came closer, and he took stock of all the ingredients on the counter and the pieces of pastry that I couldn’t get to stick together.

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