The Best Thing Yet by McKenna Jeffries and Aliyah Burke Read Free Book Online Page B

up a tub.
    Deiter’s mind was filled with her creativity. “Do you think we can sneak out a container of icing?” he whispered.
    “For what?”
    Deiter studied it, then her. He saw the dawning of what he wanted it for on her face. That devilish grin he was coming to know so well curled her lips. She made sure no one was watching before picking up one of the icing containers and putting it in her tote.
    “Yellow is my favourite colour. It will look good on you.” She patted her bag.
    Deiter shifted, trying to relieve the strain on his slacks. He took up another tub.
    “I like the taste of strawberries. It’d be delicious against your skin.”
    Arissa’s eyes flared with need then she took the tub. Checked again to make sure no one was looking and put it inside her bag. She cleared her throat.
    “Now then. Let’s get this done.” Arissa picked up a spatula then started working on his mess.
    Deiter helped. They laughed and talked as they worked. After some time, they stepped back to view their creation.
    “It just looks like we slathered icing to cover up the wreck underneath,” Deiter said.
    “It does but didn’t you have fun doing it?” Her face was alive with mischief.
    “I did because it was with you,” Deiter murmured.
    “Deiter,” Arissa moaned.
    “Oh this is wonderful. Let’s take a picture.” The instructor’s voice caught his attention.
    She was readying a camera. The instructor lowered her gaze to his cupcake and her lips twitched before she looked back at his face.
    “And yours is lovely too,” she said.
    Deiter stifled a snort.
    “Actually this is mine and this is his.” Arissa took up her creation and gave it to him.
    Instinctively, he took it. She picked up his then leaned against his side holding it.
    “Arissa, you don’t have to do that,” he growled.
    “Hush,” she hissed. “Smile pretty for the nice lady with the camera.”
    Deiter put her in front of him, so her back was to his chest, and held out the perfect cupcake burger and fries. Arissa put his less than stellar one next to her face and posed as the woman took the picture.
    “I’ll have it for you in a few moments if you want to wait.”
    “We’ll wait. Can we have two?” Arissa asked.
    “Sure. Give me a sec.” The woman walked away.
    Arissa turned to him and Deiter hugged her.
    “You didn’t have to lend me yours. I’m proud of my toothache,” Deiter said.
    “I’m giving it to you but you’ll have to share it with me. We can have it later today. We can’t eat yours, because if we do with all the icing we’ll definitely get a toothache.” She laughed.
    “That was fun wasn’t it? Let me see what you made Arissa,” someone else interjected.
    Deiter stifled a growl as Tim walked up to them. He was holding what seemed to be a rendition of a cup of coffee with a donut. And, of course, it seemed very real. Tim was turning out to be a pain in the ass. Tim’s eyes widened as he spotted what Arissa held. Deiter stifled a grin, wondering what he would say.
    “This is mine. I love it,” Arissa said cheerfully.
    “It’s ugly,” Tim said abruptly.
    “You think so? I thought it was great.” Arissa sounded hurt.
    Deiter was already familiar with her pulling pranks.
    “You’re such a liar,” Tim said.
    “Shoot, you figured me out.” Arissa laughed.
    Deiter grudgingly admitted Tim hadn’t fallen for it. Deiter didn’t pay attention as they talked—instead he enjoyed Arissa leaning against his chest, comfortable as she chatted with Tim. He didn’t even think she realised how comfortable she was with him already. He wasn’t about to tell her.
    “Here you go.” The instructor came back.
    She handed them a picture. Deiter smiled as he viewed it. Arissa had a cheesy grin on her face as she posed with the disaster of a burger and fries. He was behind her holding her perfect rendering, a smug smile on his own face.
    “Are you coming to the chocolate carving class tomorrow?” Tim’s question caught his