Bachelor Untamed - Brenda Jackson [45]
“The fish,” she said smiling, as she opened the screen door and walked out on the porch. “Why on earth would I be drooling over you? And here’s the hush puppy batter.”
“Thanks, just set it on that table. The first batch is out, hot and ready to eat, just as soon as I get a few hush puppies going. I hope you’re hungry.”
“Starving. I’m going to get the lemonade. Is there something I can do or get for you before I leave?”
“Yes, there is something. Come here for a second.”
She actually thought he was going to ask her to watch the fish while he took a bathroom break, and when she reached out for the frying tongs, he reached out for her. Before she had a chance to react, he bent his head and took her mouth.
Desire as hot as the fryer oil raced through her body with his kiss. When he pulled back, her senses felt totally wrecked. She could only stand there in a daze and look at him.
He smiled. “You can go get the lemonade now.”
His words made her blink, and she felt a little embarrassed that she’d been standing there, starting at him like a ninny. “Yes, of course.”
As she made her way along the path toward her house, she could only fight the fires that were beginning to rage out of control inside her.
And she knew at that moment that a summer fling with Uriel might be more than she could handle, if day one was anything to go by.
Chapter 13
Uriel kept his gaze glued to Ellie until she was no longer in sight. He actually felt the area behind his zipper throb. Okay, so maybe he should have a little more control; but seeing a small waist, flat tummy, curvy hips and a nice tight backside in a pair of denim shorts could do it to him. Nothing could ignite a man’s testosterone quicker than a sexy female body, and memories of how it felt being inside that particular body was enough to raise anything. Especially an erection.
He had gotten the last of the fish out of the fryer and had tossed in the hush puppies when his cell phone went off. After wiping his hand on a paper towel, he pulled the phone from his back pocket. “Yes?”
“Start the fish frying, we’re on our way.”
Uriel frowned upon recognizing Xavier’s voice. “I thought you had other plans, X, and who are we?” Now that he and Ellie had decided on a summer fling, the last thing he wanted was company. He had a specific agenda already laid out in his head, and from the look and feel of things last night, they were off to a very good start. He’d known his godbrothers would visit him sooner or later, but a part of him wished it was later.
“My plans for the weekend got canceled, and we are me, Virgil, Winston, and York. They showed up this morning to visit your Dad, only to discover he’s out of the country.”
Anthony Lassiter and his friends had forged a tight bond in college and had passed that bond onto their first sons. The elder men had made themselves a part of their godsons’ lives. They were men who had set good examples and were deeply admired and respected. Men who in some way, some form or fashion, had always been there for their godsons. Therefore, it wasn’t unusual for the younger men to show up, individually or collectively, to check on one of their godfathers. Especially if their health and well-being was an issue. And although Uriel could thankfully say his father’s state of mind had improved a lot, his well-being continued to be a concern. A broken heart was worse than a hard kick in the ass. It was a torment that didn’t seem to go away. It was the kind of misery that loved company, and it was something Uriel definitely didn’t want for himself.
“Dad flew to Rome on business, and he plans to check on Zion while he’s there,” Uriel said, wondering how long his godbrothers would be staying, once they got to the lake. Uriel had all intentions of sharing Ellie’s bed again tonight, and their arrival would throw a monkey wrench into his plans.
“Where are you guys now?” he decided to ask.
“Less than thirty minutes away. We’ll be there before you know it. Do you