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With the glaze made, I began brushing it on my tarts, the fruit shiny and delicious looking, when something caught the corner of my eye in the window. I figured it must be Petal but when I paused and looked, Petal was gone. I moved closer to the window and heard a grunting noise, now certain someone was in my yard.
Outside, in the blowing wind, Zale was fixing my rain gutter. It must’ve blown off in the storm. I sighed as I took in his handsome, buff physique and wished I could get closer to him.
He didn’t need to help, especially with the wind blowing around like a madman.
I shook my head and rolled my eyes. Maybe if I pretended to be annoyed with him, it would push him away.
But was I really annoyed with him?
Hell no.
CHAPTER THREE
Zale
I couldn’t not fixher gutter. It was hanging there, ready to snap off at a moment’s notice. I could see from my truck before pulling into my own, the white metal piece flapping in the wind. I didn’t want to disturb her, so I parked in my driveway, grabbed some tools from the back, walked down the street, and through her front yard until I reached the hanging piece. From what I could tell, the entire piece needs to be replaced but for now, I’d jimmy rig it. Something temporary, at least.
Just as I got the piece secured in place, the air shifted and somehow, I knew she was close. I turned to find Taelyn storming towards me, her anger evident on her face and her rigid body language. “What are you doing?” She asked.
“Looks to me like I’m fixing your gutter.” I smiled. She may have not been happy to see me, but I sure was happy to see her. “How are you, Taelyn? I missed seeing your pretty face around these past few days.”
“You know, I’m not your charity case. I don’t need you to come rescue me. I’ve lived perfectly fine on my own without a man for years.”
I blinked, unsure where the hostility was coming from. I stepped towards her, the smell of sweet baked goods wafting off her. Was she baking right now? I held my hands up in surrender. “Lady, simmer down. It’s no charge. But you can give me one of whatever you’re baking in there.”
A smile peaked at the corner of her sexy, plump lips. “I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve that. I guess I’m not used to such neighborly friendliness.”
“Well, get used to it, sweet thing. It’s a common occurrence around this town.”
“Follow me. The least I can do is give you one tart I made.”
“A tart? Say no more.”
I watched her ass sway as I followed her into her house, the sweet smell even stronger now. My mouth watered. I had a weakness for sweets.
She led me into the kitchen and over to the pan on the counter, fruit tarts lined up and shining underneath the kitchen lights.
“Wow. Those look delicious.”Just like you do.
Taelyn smiled as she handed me one. I didn’t wait to bite into the sweet treat, the fruit bursting with flavor and mixing with the vanilla cream and sweet cookie like dough. “Oh, my God,” I said around a mouthful of tart. Filling dripped down my chin and onto my beard and I didn’t stop to wipe it, only caring about getting more and more tart in my mouth.
Taelyn watched me intensely and if I wasn’t mistaken, her eyes darkened as she licked her lips.
“Wow. That was fucking amazing.” I said after swallowing my last bite.
She laughed as she handed me a napkin. “You got a little something on your chin.” She bit her bottom lip and my cock jerked inside my pants, reminding me it was there. Like I could forget.
I wiped my chin and beard, a tad embarrassed. “Sorry, I guess I got a tad bit carried away. But can you blame me? That was the best damn fruit tart I’ve ever had.”
“I’m glad you liked them so much. Do you want another?”
“Gladly.” I held out my hand, and she placed one in my palm. Her fingertips brushed against the back of hand and a shiver ran up my arm.
I pinned my gaze on hers as I slowly ate the tart this time, wanting to savor the flavor.
As I licked my lips and overly enjoyed the tart, Taelyn gripped the side of the counter, her breath picking up in speed.
Offering her a bite, she shook her head no but leaned forward anyway while her tongue peeked out from between her lips. She bit a small piece, getting a taste of the fruit, cream, and shell. Her eyes closed as she savored her bite, and when they reopened, they blazed with heat.
