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Maybe making Wade dinner was a bad idea. It's only been a couple of days since we made it official. Things are still new and we're obviously still in that playful part of the relationship where everything is exciting and rather carefree. Lavon is gone for the night…something about Ruby and a Bed and Breakfast near New Orleans. That was all that he mentioned. In my head it sounded like a perfect idea to make Wade a nice, romantic dinner. After all he had never seen me cook and I know he thinks I can't…especially considering the whole gumbo fiasco. This was the perfect opportunity to not only prove him wrong but show off my skills.
The plan was to make rosemary grilled chicken and roasted potatoes with fresh green beans. I made sure to buy him a good domestic twelve pack of beer to get cold in the fridge for over the weekend and even lit some candles. While I was cooking I thought a little background music could make cooking more fun. I realized I had tuned the radio to country instead of the alternative music like I usually do. I didn't know the name of the song but it was one that I had heard before and knew most of the words to. It reminded me of Wade and I wanted to remember the song so I pulled out my phone to "Shazam" it. "Lovin You is Fun" by Easton Corbin. I saved the tag and continued snapping the green beans. I guess it's true what they say, time really does get away from you while you're cooking. I thought I had at least twenty minutes until Wade got home since it was only 4:30 and he was off at 5 tonight, but I was wrong.
He must have tip toed into the kitchen because I let out a loud screech when I felt his hands snake around my waist and his soft lips touch the side of my neck.
"Did I scare ya Doc?" he whispered in an afternoon voice so raspy sounding I could have confused it with his early morning one. I replied, "Yeah and you probably shouldn't do that to a woman with a knife in her hands" laughing. "Zo, what are you makin? Or should I say tryin to make…" he said as if making fun of me.
"HEY! I am trying to show you a nice, romantic gesture. Not that you would know anything about one of those." I started out serious but finished my statement with a small laugh as a way to mask my accidental snappy response.
"Hey, I'm sorry" he said while looking down at me. "I'm new at this too; I want to give you everything. Problem is I gotta figure out just what that is."
I couldn't possibly stay irritated with him. He was just being himself. I tried to comfort him by telling him it was new to both of us and we would learn as we go. Apparently it worked because he picked me up and set me on the counter and moved in closer to stand between my legs. The way he kissed me left me out of breath. His touch left me shivering. How had he been right in front of my face this past year and I hadn't even noticed? It still baffles me.
My thoughts were interrupted by his hands landing above my knees. They laid there momentarily until they started pushing my dress further and further up my legs until eventually it was resting right at my ass. By now I knew that the quieter Wade was being, the more trouble I was going to be in. Once he got going there was no stopping him until we were tangled up in each other…skin on skin. His fingers found their way between the top of my panties and my hip. I couldn't help but giggle when Wade was this turned on but then the giggling just escalated his behavior. I love the way he can be so silly and affectionate at the same time. The way his rough face rubbed against my neck tickled but felt divine at the same time. I could feel him smiling and laughing while he was kissing me.
My phone rang just as things were really heating up. I had to answer it and Wade knew that I had no choice, being a doctor wasn't always glamorous. It's especially not easy in this small town where you're constantly on call. I mumbled looked at the screen and muttered "Lavon" and Wade moaned a simple "Don't". I couldn't not answer it, what if something was wrong?
"Hi Lavon" I managed to get out, but my attention span was already diminishing rapidly. "Hey Big Z" he got out before I interrupted him. "Lavon, why are you calling me when you're away with Ruby?" I asked. "Because I need you to watch Burt Reynolds. I forgot I had told the Belle's they could use the back field for practicing their dance for the Snow's Not Coming parade. Burt Reynolds probably won't be a problem but could you just make sure he stays a good distance away from them?"
"Yeah of cou—" managed to escape my lips before Wade attached himself to them again. I couldn't focus on anything with him planting kisses all over my neck and then back to my mouth again.
"Are you busy? I can call back later" he offered. I couldn't let him know what was happening in his kitchen but I didn't have it in me to walk away from Wade either. He was leaving me breathless and it was obvious when I came back with "Yeah Lavon I'll give you a call back later tonight" but it was barely understandable.
By this time Lavon must have knew what was going on. He was rambling about the weather in New Orleans and the football game from earlier in the day.
I started off trying to pay attention to him. I just couldn't though. The more and more he went talked, the less attention I had. An occasional "Mhmm. You're right" and an "Uh huh" rolled out of my mouth when I was able to notice a pause in his sentence. It was becoming more trying by the minute and I knew both Lavon and Wade were getting a kick out of it. Lavon must have knew the conversation was near its expiration date because he told me Ruby was waiting for him and ended with "Tell Wade I said hello". I almost choked.
"Don't you want to know what Lavon called for?" I questioned him but he responded with "What I really want to know is what that burning smell is." as he stepped away from me and took a wide look at the kitchen.
"Oh my GOD!" and I immediately hopped off the counter and ran towards the oven to save my chicken. It was too late. Not only did the rosemary chicken not survive but it took the roasted potatoes and green beans down with it.
I couldn't face Wade. I was still trying to chase the smoke away from the contents of the burnt pans from the oven when I noticed Wade's bullying laugh a few feet away.
"I told you I knew ya couldn't cook" he mocked playfully.
"You distracted me. How in the world was I supposed to focus on dinner? It's your fault I have the attention span of a goldfish lately. Everything was going perfectly until you got home" I ranted back at him.
"Yeah it is" he commented but it clearly conveyed that he was more pleased with himself than sorry.
"Points for trying?" I begged.
"I guess I could do that. Who knew you even had an attempt at cookin dinner in ya" he laughed. "Can you feed me then? I am so hungry I think my stomach is trying to eat itself" and Wade laughed.
"Eat itself? That's a new one. Even for you" he said.
"I thought you'd like that one. Pizza?" he asked. "That sounds amazing" I replied over the sound of my growling stomach.
"What do you want on it?" he questioned while pulling out his phone. "I'm not picky, whatever you want is fine."
"Pepperoni, hamburger, bacon and mushrooms?" Wade offered. "Ew, no you pig. That's a heart attack waiting to happen. How are you so…toned… from eating pizza like that?"
"Ha, wouldn't you like to know Doc?" I heard him say followed by a small laugh. Cocky, but tell me something I don't know.
"Anyway. Can we just do pepperoni and mushrooms?" I needed something a little lighter than what he had in mind. "That's fine, guess you didn't want whatever I wanted on the pizza though Doc. Just sayin'." I laughed at him. "You're right."
About a half hour later a familiar face knocked on Lavon's door with our pizza. Frederick Dean. "Evenin'. Good to see you again Dr. Hart, Wade. Where's Rose?" he asked quizzically. "Rose doesn't live here" Wade laughed. I elbowed Wade and gave him a look I knew even he could understand. It worked and he shut up. "What Wade means is we haven't seen her for a couple of days. Are you looking for her?" He told me he had been calling her ever since their date but she wasn't returning his calls or messages. She must have finally lost interest in Frederick Dean. Most teenage crushes only have a short shelf-life anyway. "I'll let her know you asked about her next time I see her but I wouldn't worry too much about it" I told him. He gave me a polite smile and jogged back out to his car.
"I wonder why Rose suddenly lost interest in Frederick Dean?" I asked Wade. "Who cares? These teenagers boys don't know how to win over beautiful woman like grown men do" and followed it with another one of those cocky laughs.