Page 45 of Surprised By Love

We were good at trying not to get distracted while making the rest of the cookies, but I will admit there were a few soft pecks and some ass grabbing.

It was the most fun I ever had making cookies and Josh was a quick learner. I’m not sure if it was him wanting to learn or the fact that I would reward him every time he did something right with a kiss. Either way, he knows how to make sugar cookies now.

We have four dozen sugar cookies cooling ready to be decorated. Josh is gathering all the utensils and placing them in the double sink, located under a long window facing the street. I’m wiping down the white marble countertop of the prep island.

Josh comes up from behind me and places his hands on my hips. “That wasn’t so bad.” He spins me around and laughs. “You have a little cookie dough on your cheek.”

I go to reach for it and he pulls my hand away. “Let me,” he says, before his lips are on my cheek and he’s licking the dough off. Oh. My God. That has got to be the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.

He looks down at me, his eyes dark with desire, and before I know it, his lips are on mine again. His hands cup my ass as he lifts me onto the counter, his lips never leaving mine.

The sound of a phone ringing stops us in our tracks. Josh stands there staring into my eyes for a long moment before he reaches over to grab his phone off the counter.

He checks the phone before answering it. “It’s my mom.”

“Hi, mom. Yeah. Okay, no problem. See you soon.”

“Okay, so my mom is on her way with the kids,” he says, putting his phone back on the counter.

I hop off the counter and Josh grabs me by the waist. “I’m not done with you.”

I lower my face as the heat rushes to it. He tips my chin up with his finger. “Hey. Don’t hide your blushing. I like the way it looks on you and I enjoy knowing I’m the one putting it there.” He leans in and kisses me again. His velvety mouth is soft on mine. So delicate and delicious.

His fingers twist in my hair, tilting my head to where he wants it, and the kiss becomes hungry. He parts my lips with his tongue and my body immediately reacts to him. My nipples harden and I squeeze my legs together.

The need I feel is taking over my body, and it shocks me. I’ve never had this kind of reaction to a guy just from a kiss. I pull him closer and I can tell he feels the same need by the steel rod pressed against my stomach.

He pulls away again, and I want to reach for him, to pull him back to me.

“They’ll be here any second,” he says, and I look down and catch him adjusting himself.

I grin, knowing I’m the one who did that to him. I can’t believe a guy so damn hot was not only kissing me, but I can turn him on like that.

“I have an idea,” he says, giving me a soft peck on the lips. “Why don’t you call Vicki and have her bring Amelia over so she can help decorate some of these cookies with Emily and Jake? There is plenty and you can take some back home.”

I nod. “I think she’d love that.”

Chapter Eighteen

Sam

Ispringuprightfromsleep, sitting in the middle of my bed. I place my hands flat on the comforter to steady myself. My heart is beating so fast, I’m sure at any moment it will leap out of my chest.

My face and body are hot and flushed, and my mouth is so dry, I run my tongue over my lips, trying to moisten them. Swallowing hard, trying to catch my breath. I can’t get him out of my mind.

That kiss. I touch my lips softly with my fingertips. I could still feel his lips on mine. The way he wrapped his one hand in my hair, tilting my face at just the right angle while the other hand at my waist pulling me closer.

He brought his lips to mine hard and fast. I knew he was feeling the same way. I don’t think I’ve ever been kissed like that before, with such passion and desire.

I hope I didn’t ruin it by being so forward. That isn’t like me. Well… not now. That’s more like something the old Sam would do. Was it too fast… too soon?

Josh seems like a really nice guy, and he is great with his kids. I hope there might be something there, but I need to take my time. I have to make sure it was right.

Flopping back down into my bed, I rest my arm across my eyes, the other at my side. All my lady parts are still tingling from the dream. The dream that went way beyond the first kiss. I was longing for him, needing him, wanting him. I just hope he still feels that way, too.

After about twenty minutes of me trying to calm my racing heart, I drag myself out of bed and into the shower. It’s Friday, and the diner is usually busy first thing in the morning, and I have some baking to do before we open.

Vicki has been great. She gets Amelia up, gets her breakfast, and makes sure she gets to school before coming into the diner for the morning rush. Occasionally, they come into the diner for a quick breakfast before school. It is always such a nice surprise and a great way to start my day.

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