“No, I’m fine right here . . . watching you.”
Not knowing what to say, she turned her back and started cooking the pancakes.
Once made, she bent over to place the cooked pancakes in the oven to keep them warm. She turned back around and, with a quick glance at Dean, placed warmed syrup and butter on the table.
“Dean, are you okay?”
He met her eyes. “Those shorts should be illegal,” he growled.
“What?”
“Those shorts. On you. Should be illegal. I’m not going to be able to move anytime soon.” He grinned. She blushed. He was definitely forward but, for some reason, she didn’t mind at all.
She still felt a bit tongue-tied and decided it might be best to ignore him. She called Lucas and Thomas in for breakfast.
After Mack had placed the food and drinks on the table, the only seat left was the one next to Dean. With a quick glance at him, she took the seat. Their eyes met as he smiled over a forkful of pancakes, but it assured her that his mouth was at least busy, for now.
Eating in silence, Mack felt all hot and bothered, and she kept telling herself it really had nothing whatsoever to do with the really hot guy sitting next to her. Unfortunately, his voice matched the body, and he was, no doubt, used to using his voice to get women to drop their panties. Squirming in her seat as Dean kept throwing hot glances her way, she decided a distraction was needed before she said to hell with it and jumped the guy.
“Auntie Mack?” Lucas said, distracting her.
“Yes, Lucas?” She silently thanked her nephew.
“Will you make me a cake today, please? If I promise to be good.”
“I baked a pound cake yesterday. You can have a slice of that after dinner,” Mack offered, feeling herself blush, and certainly not admitting she’d made it for Dean. “Now eat up, so you can go off with Thomas.”
She turned to Thomas, and asked, “What are you two up to today?”
He winked at Lucas. “Well, my buddy and I, thought we might dig for worms.”
Mack had just taken a sip of coffee, which ended up going down the wrong way and she started to choke. Putting the cup down rather heavily, it sloshed everywhere. She jumped up to grab some paper towels, only to find Dean already on the case.
Actually, he was more interested in drying her legs than anything else.
“Dean, you about finished down there?” She stood with her hands on her hips, trying not to laugh. It had been a long time since a man had been on his knees before her like that.
“Babe, I’ve not even started!” he whispered.
She opened and closed her mouth, lost for words as Dean remained on his knees as he flirted with her.
He took pity on her when he saw her blush, and quickly stood back up, taking his seat again.
She glanced across the table only to see both Thomas and Lucas watching the show. Thomas looked as though he was about to burst into laughter.
“Now where were we?” Mack asked once she was seated again.
“Worms. They’re to use as bait because Thomas dropped the others,” Lucas announced with glee.
With a glare at both Thomas and Lucas, Mack couldn’t decide if they were serious or not and from the look on Dean’s face, neither could he.
“Where did you drop them?” Mack asked very slowly.
Both Lucas and Thomas looked rather shifty. “I think it’s time to go. Come on, Lucas.”
“Okay, bye, Auntie Mack. Bye, Dean,” Lucas shouted as he skipped off in front of Thomas.
She leaned forward and put her head in her hands then groaned. “I could kill those two.”