Forever Wishes (Montana Brides Book 4) by Leeanna Morgan Read Free Book Online Page B

to show me what to do, I’ll give you a hand.”
    “Do you really want to help or do you feel sorry for me surrounded by this mess?”
    Jake found an empty space for his glass and set it down. “I want to help. Besides, the cookies taste really good. I’m always open to trying another one to make sure your quality control measures are up to scratch.”
    “I’ve got plenty for you to take home.” She waved her hand behind her. “My reject pile is pretty impressive.”
    “Rejects? How can a gingerbread man get rejected?”
    “Broken arms, missing legs, and the odd singed body part,” she laughed.  
    “They don’t need to be cookie cutter perfect to taste great.” He moved across the kitchen and picked up a gingerbread man with half an arm missing. “Adds to the character. Believe me, anyone that tastes these cookies won’t be worried about what they look like, especially the kids.”
    Erin stared at the gingerbread man making its way into his mouth. He was right. And best of all, she now had more than enough to keep everyone happy. “Thank you for your pearls of wisdom, oh wise one.” Taking a plate out of the pantry, she passed it across to him. “If you want to stack a dozen gingerbread men on here, that’d be great.”
    “No problem. Talking about food, I thought I’d take you out for lunch next week. What do you think?”  
    “Are you asking me out on a bona fide first date?”
    “That depends. Do I get any extra points for calling it a second date?”  
    Heat rushed to her cheeks at the teasing note in his voice. After the night they’d shared, it would be interesting to see what extra privileges he thought a second date might bring. She left her knife on the counter and walked across to him.  
    “Well...” Two could play tease, and what she lacked in experience she was more than happy to make up for in enthusiasm. “A first date is like ordering an ice cream cone; you look at all the flavors and choose one you think will taste nice.” She moved a bit closer. On tippy toes whispered, “The second date is when you get to lick the ice cream and see if it tastes as good as it looks. Are you ready to be licked?”
    Erin’s gaze swept over Jake’s face as her fingers tweaked the collar of his shirt. She laughed happily and went to step back from his stunned expression.
    Jake wrapped his arms around her. “I think we’ve already covered dates one and two. Tell me what I can expect on a third date?”  
    Erin’s smile disappeared as he pulled her closer, anchoring her against his chest. Her heart rate rocketed skyward, matching the anticipation thumping through her body. “Third dates can be tricky.” Heaven help them both. She knew exactly what she wanted to do with him on a third date. And on a fourth, fifth, and sixth, if he’d have her.
    Lowering his head, Jake devoured her mouth with his lips, softly at first, then with increasing pressure as she pushed forward for more.  
    Lifting her arms around his neck, she moved against him, restless for the hard length of him pressed against every square inch of her body.   His warm hands drifted over her back, molding her to him, leaving a trail of goose-bumps in their wake.  
    A loud beeping noise filled the kitchen. Moving her lips to his throat, Erin’s sluggish brain tried to work out what was causing the noise.
    “Gingerbread!” Wrenching her body away, she spun toward the oven. “Saved by the bell,” she muttered.  
    Jake moved out of her way as she slid the tray onto the stainless steel counter. With trembling hands she started to move the cookies across to a cooling rack, praying Jake was having the same trouble breathing as she was. Sneaking a peek in his direction, she sighed.
    A dull blush stained his cheeks. He caught her gaze and grinned.  
    Reaching for a knife, he helped her stack the gingerbread. “So tell me about the tricky third date we’re going on?”  
    Erin jumped, nearly dropping the last cookie on the