*Jayce POV*
I could see those wheels turning. If only I could get in that brain of his. I had an idea for dinner, but it involved a trip to the store. I told Micah we needed to make a pit stop in town.
"Let's go to my place and get the car. Make it a little easier to haul back some groceries." Micah had a car; he just chose to walk with me everywhere. If we needed to drive, we would, but most of the time it was not needed. Another joy of living in a small town. You could walk everywhere. One end of town to the other in an hour.
Once at the store I started planning out what to get. Wine would be nice but, me being 17 and Micah being 18, we couldn't exactly get any. I was looking at the selection of meats at the counter when I felt it. Those eyes boring a hole in my back. I knew that feeling anywhere. That wolf was watching me. But how? I was INSIDE a damn store! I acted like I lost interest in the meats and started to look for Micah. I found myself following the feeling of the wolf's stare and instead of seeing a giant, furry, black wolf, I found Micah's hazel eyes. He was watching me with a little smirk on his face, a flat of strawberries in one hand and a can of whipped cream in another. What was he planning?
"Hot date tonight?" I had snuck up on him without him ever taking his eyes off me. What kind of fantasy was he living that he didn't notice me while watching me?!
"Only with the hottest girl this town has ever seen. I heard she's cooking me dinner."
Aaannnddd blush. He knew what buttons to push. I could feel the heat radiating from my core and spreading like a wildfire.
"Only if she knows what kind of steak you want. Come on cowboy." I lead him back over to the meat counter and we finally decided on two 32oz. tomahawk steaks. We grabbed some potatoes, cheese, chives and sour cream for baked potatoes and some packaged salad before heading out.
Micah got our groceries loaded up and we headed back to his house. Once we got there, I started to prep our potatoes and set the steak out. I opened the fridge to put up the cold stuff and laughed when I saw the strawberries and whipped cream.
"Who are those for? Got a date for when I go to sleep?' I bumped his hip with mine playfully.
"Dessert babe. Only thing I could do since you are taking over dinner. What temp am I setting this over for?"
"Um 400 should be good. Hand me the olive oil and salt pretty please?" We kept up like this working as a team. Before I knew it, dinner was done, and the house smelled like a 5-star restaurant.
"This looks so good. I can't tell you the last time I had a meal that looked this good. I can't wait to taste it." Micah looked at his plate like he hadn't eaten in months. I had barely gotten my potato dressed and my steak cut before he was halfway done with his meal.
"Oh s**t! I forgot the salad! Let me go get it. Good thing it is just a kit, and I can just throw it together really quick!" I ran off to the kitchen and just poured the bag into a bowl and threw the dressing on top. I rounded the corner to find Micah trying to steal my steak!
"Thief! Get off my steak! I worked my ass off to make that!" I threw the salad down on the table and grabbed my plate back.
"Little bird, come here. This steak tastes amazing." Micah grabbed my waist and spun me to face him. He had stood up and was holding out a bite of steak. My heart caught in my throat, my body taking over, I shut my eyes and opened my mouth waiting for my bite.
"Oh God that's amazing." I couldn't help the moan that escaped my mouth. I opened my eyes again and were met with his staring back down to mine.
"I should start calling you little tease. Finish that steak. We have a movie date and some stars to watch."
Micah took his plate and walked to the kitchen to clean it off. While he was cleaning up my mind was going a mile a minute. Was that being a tease? He started it! He asked for it! Maybe that moan was a bit much, but the steak made me do that. I snuck my plate into the kitchen for Micah to clean up and headed upstairs to get ready for night.
*Micah POV*
Sliding that steak into her mouth was torture. Hearing her moan took me to the edge. Feeling her tongue lick and suck my fingers clean drove me crazy. When she opened her eyes, staring straight into mine, I was done. I took off to go clean the kitchen up. Something I really didn't want to be doing but it was better than letting my body take control.
I felt her behind me when she came in to drop off her plate. I wanted nothing more than to tangle my hand in her curls and finally taste those sweet lips.
"You ok Cowboy?" Her voice had me clinching the countertop. If she had any idea what she did to me.
"I'm fine Little Bird. I'm going to finish cleaning up if you want to go get ready to lay under the stars and enjoy some dessert."
"Sounds good. You finish in here; I'll shower and get the backyard set up."
I watched her walk up the stairs to my room. I heard the shower start up and I had to walk outside. The cool air felt great. I walked around making sure that the ground was dry and headed back inside to get dessert ready. Tonight was going to be a great night.