not ever make it to the pie.” He said as he placed a light kiss on my cheek and lifted me off the bike.
Leona’s Place didn’t have many customers at this time of night. Leona was actually the only one there.
“Loralei Harper. How are ya, gorgeous? You haven’t been in to visit me in ages.”
“Miss Leona, sorry it’s been so long. I’m just so busy. So much to do on the farm, so little time. You know how that goes.”
Leona was such a sweetheart. I had known her since I was a little girl. She was a short, round older lady. She had curly brown hair and a tendency to wear a hairnet and an apron with a weird saying on it. Tonight’s apron said: Big Girls Don’t Cry – They’re Happy Because They Eat Pie.
“Oh, baby girl, I understand that.”
“What are you getting?” I asked Jaxon.
He responded with a questioning look on his face. “Uh, could I order one of everything? Would that be crazy?”
“They have eight different pies tonight, Jaxon. Can you eat eight pieces of pie?”
“I’d sure be willing to give it a good try,” he said with a little grin.
Leona said, “Son, you’re a man after my own heart. I’m gonna bring you out a little sample of all of the specials today.”
Jaxon stood up and grabbed Leona in a big ole bear hug. “I think you’re a woman after my own heart, Miss Leona.”
She was blushing and smiling from ear to ear. Apparently, Jaxon’s charms were effective on all members of the opposite sex. Didn’t matter how old they were.
Leona disappeared into the kitchen to fetch our pie. Jaxon took my hand in his and started rubbing the pad of his thumb back and forth. He was smiling at me. The feelings I had for him were getting stronger every day. It was like we were drawn to each other. He was great with the kids and they were really starting to like him. That scared me and made me really happy at the same time. Jaxon was so different than Declan. I never thought I could fall for someone like him, but I was and I wanted more with him.
Leona came out to our table with a cookie sheet covered in pie. I mean covered in pie. I bet we had sixteen slices. So many different kinds: coconut cream, chocolate cream, lemon meringue, raisin cream, apple, blueberry, cherry, peanut butter, gooseberry, and my personal favorite chocolate-peanut butter. I ate at least one bite of each kind. Okay, maybe I also ate three bites of the chocolate-peanut butter pie. But my goodness, it was so delicious. I couldn’t let it go to waste. I was amazed at the amount of pie Jaxon ate. There was barely anything left on the cookie sheet when Leona came out to take it away.
She smiled at Jaxon. “I love to see a man with a healthy appetite. You better hang on tight to this one, Loralei.”
“That sounds like excellent advice to me,” Jaxon said with a grin.
He settled the check with Leona and we got ready for the ride home. On the way home he turned down the lane that leads out to the pond. I was really enjoying the ride and it didn’t hurt that I got to have my arms wrapped around Jaxon, holding on tight.
When we got to the pond, Jaxon cut the engine and climbed off the bike. He took my hand and helped me get my helmet off and get off the bike. Then he climbed back on the bike.
“Come here and sit down in front of me,” he said.
“Um, sure.” I climbed on in front of him. I leaned my back against his chest. My head was resting on his shoulder. This moment was perfect. The weather was perfectly warm. The moonlight shining down on the pond was perfect. The crickets chirping in the distance were making the perfect mood music for us.
I could feel his breath on my neck. Then I felt his tongue on my ear. He kissed my earlobe, whispering, “Thanks for going for a ride with me, Lor. Tonight, has been perfect.”
How did he know what I was thinking? I thought it was perfect too.
He kissed my neck. His hands were resting on my thighs, until they started moving up to my breasts. He cupped
Leona’s Place didn’t have many customers at this time of night. Leona was actually the only one there.
“Loralei Harper. How are ya, gorgeous? You haven’t been in to visit me in ages.”
“Miss Leona, sorry it’s been so long. I’m just so busy. So much to do on the farm, so little time. You know how that goes.”
Leona was such a sweetheart. I had known her since I was a little girl. She was a short, round older lady. She had curly brown hair and a tendency to wear a hairnet and an apron with a weird saying on it. Tonight’s apron said: Big Girls Don’t Cry – They’re Happy Because They Eat Pie.
“Oh, baby girl, I understand that.”
“What are you getting?” I asked Jaxon.
He responded with a questioning look on his face. “Uh, could I order one of everything? Would that be crazy?”
“They have eight different pies tonight, Jaxon. Can you eat eight pieces of pie?”
“I’d sure be willing to give it a good try,” he said with a little grin.
Leona said, “Son, you’re a man after my own heart. I’m gonna bring you out a little sample of all of the specials today.”
Jaxon stood up and grabbed Leona in a big ole bear hug. “I think you’re a woman after my own heart, Miss Leona.”
She was blushing and smiling from ear to ear. Apparently, Jaxon’s charms were effective on all members of the opposite sex. Didn’t matter how old they were.
Leona disappeared into the kitchen to fetch our pie. Jaxon took my hand in his and started rubbing the pad of his thumb back and forth. He was smiling at me. The feelings I had for him were getting stronger every day. It was like we were drawn to each other. He was great with the kids and they were really starting to like him. That scared me and made me really happy at the same time. Jaxon was so different than Declan. I never thought I could fall for someone like him, but I was and I wanted more with him.
Leona came out to our table with a cookie sheet covered in pie. I mean covered in pie. I bet we had sixteen slices. So many different kinds: coconut cream, chocolate cream, lemon meringue, raisin cream, apple, blueberry, cherry, peanut butter, gooseberry, and my personal favorite chocolate-peanut butter. I ate at least one bite of each kind. Okay, maybe I also ate three bites of the chocolate-peanut butter pie. But my goodness, it was so delicious. I couldn’t let it go to waste. I was amazed at the amount of pie Jaxon ate. There was barely anything left on the cookie sheet when Leona came out to take it away.
She smiled at Jaxon. “I love to see a man with a healthy appetite. You better hang on tight to this one, Loralei.”
“That sounds like excellent advice to me,” Jaxon said with a grin.
He settled the check with Leona and we got ready for the ride home. On the way home he turned down the lane that leads out to the pond. I was really enjoying the ride and it didn’t hurt that I got to have my arms wrapped around Jaxon, holding on tight.
When we got to the pond, Jaxon cut the engine and climbed off the bike. He took my hand and helped me get my helmet off and get off the bike. Then he climbed back on the bike.
“Come here and sit down in front of me,” he said.
“Um, sure.” I climbed on in front of him. I leaned my back against his chest. My head was resting on his shoulder. This moment was perfect. The weather was perfectly warm. The moonlight shining down on the pond was perfect. The crickets chirping in the distance were making the perfect mood music for us.
I could feel his breath on my neck. Then I felt his tongue on my ear. He kissed my earlobe, whispering, “Thanks for going for a ride with me, Lor. Tonight, has been perfect.”
How did he know what I was thinking? I thought it was perfect too.
He kissed my neck. His hands were resting on my thighs, until they started moving up to my breasts. He cupped
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