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When You're Around

Chapter 47

Rachel opened her door and let out an annoyed groan. "What do you want?" She asked a grinning Adam.

"Now is that any way to greet a guest?" Adam teased.

She narrowed her eyes. "You're right. Hi Adam, won't you please come in?" She asked with absolutely no enthusiasm.

"I would love to, thank you. I love what you've done with the place." He said after he stepped inside.

"I haven't done anything with it." Rachel said confused.

Adam looked at her and smiled. "I know but that's a polite thing to say. I know you don't really know how to be nice but for future reference…"

She rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. "How do you know where I live anyway?"

He chuckled and ran a hand over his chin. "Well I have been here before. Remember that first night we-"

She cut him off. "Yeah, I remember, I just hoped you hadn't remembered where I live."

"Oh I remember. How could I forget where a beautiful woman lives?"

That earned another eye roll from Rachel. "Whatever, I just made some pizza, come get some." She said, showing him into the kitchen and gestured to where an oven-baked pizza sat on a butcher block. After she handed him a plate and he piled it up with slices of pizza, she lead him into the living room where she'd been sitting on the couch watching TV and eating dinner. "So what brings you by?"

"John and Randy are out with their girls and you're the only person in town that I know." He said before taking a bite of pizza.

"Aren't I lucky?" She asked sarcastically.

Adam's lips curved up. "You sure are. It's about time you started realizing that." She surprised Adam when she actually allowed herself to laugh at his joke. "So what are we watching?"

"It's some cake show marathon I flipped on." She answered as they both went silent eating their dinner and watching the bakery make amazing cakes. Once the episode was over they were both done with their pizza.

"Wow, that's pretty cool," He said as he pointed to the car that was made out of cake. "I wish I could do that."

"Yeah, it's crazy the things they can make out of cake these days." Rachel commented.

Adam looked at her and grinned. "Yeah but you probably have to know how to bake a cake first huh?"

She raised a brow. "Please tell me you are not saying you have never made a cake."

He shrugged. "Well sure I have."

"From a box?" She assumed. He nodded and she shook her head in disgust. "Come on, that is just not acceptable." She said and stood up motioning for him to follow her into the kitchen.

"What are we doing?" He asked as he watched Rachel rummage through the cabinets.

"You are going to make a cake. From scratch. And you are going to do it all." Adam didn't protest and waited off to the side until she had collected everything she needed.

"Alright so first we are going to mix together our dry ingredients." She showed him the measuring instruments he would need before telling him how much of flour, baking powder and salt he would need. Once it was all in a big bowl, she told him to mix it together.

"So you always have ingredients you need for cake lying around?" Adam asked as he stirred the mixture together.

"Yeah, it's nice to have everything here when you get in the baking mood." She answered before telling him to set the dry ingredients off to the side. Adam measured out shortening and sugar like she told him before using a cake beater to cream them together.

"Where'd you learn to bake?" He asked curiously over the loud mixer. This was actually kinda nice. Not how he saw his night going but it definitely allowed him to get to know Rachel better.

"Jess, She loves baking and she showed me all her cake recipes from scratch. I have them all memorized by now cause I make them so often. But I think I have them written down somewhere if you want one." She said and then mentally slapped herself. Can she really imagine Adam at home baking? No, definitely not.

Adam smiled at the gesture though he knew unless he was baking with this beautiful woman in front of him, he probably wouldn't be making a cake anytime soon. "If this is any good I might take you up on that."

She grinned. "Oh it's good."

Fifteen minutes later, after Adam had mixed in all the other ingredients and evenly divided the mixture into two different round cake pans, the cake was in the oven to bake for forty minutes. "Alright, forty to forty-five minutes and the cake will be done." Rachel said after she set the timer on the oven. She turned around and squeaked when she found herself chest-to-chest with Adam.

Neither said anything and Rachel couldn't help but let her gaze dip down to his lips. She saw his tongue slip out and wet his lips. She gulped before returning her gaze back to his eyes. Her eyes slipped closed as she saw him lean in. Before she knew it, her lips were on hers. She couldn't hold back the moan that left her lips. Their lips hadn't been in contact in much too long. Her arms wound around his neck, pulling him closer. Adam snaked his tongue into her mouth, savoring her moan when he did so. He slid his hands to hips, lifting her up to sit her on the counter. When he felt her legs wrap around his waist and her hands at the hem of his shirt, slowly pulling it up, he tore his lips from hers. "Why do you do this to me?" He huskily asked as he hung his head.

"Do what?" She asked, lifting his face up to meet hers.

"You know where this headed. I can't do this if you're just going to regret it after." He said honestly. As much as he wanted it, he wanted her to want it too.

She gulped and dropped her eyes to his shirt that she had been pulling up just seconds ago. "And if I…won't regret it?" She returned her gaze to his when he didn't say anything. "I want this."

Adam had to resist kissing her. "How do you know this time is different from the others?" He asked both wanting to make sure and curious as to why she acts the way she does.

She let out a sigh. "Do we have to do this now?"

"Yes." He said without hesitation. He let out a sigh when she didn't offer up any explanation. He took that as his answer and reluctantly pulled away from her, turning to leave.

"Wait!" She suddenly called out. He turned to look at her, wondering what she was going to do. "Are you really going to leave if I don't confess how I feel about you?" She asked in surprise. He nodded and she let out another sigh. "Adam I like you, I really do. When we first met, oh my god, I was so attracted to you." She said earning a smile from him. "But damn I did not like you. Even though you are gorgeous, you just looked like a jackass. I was…well I am rude to you because I don't want to like you. You're the bad boy I've been falling for all my life and then they break my heart."

"I'm not-" He started but she cut him off.

"But as I continue to get to know you, I realize that you're not just the bad boy, you're sweet and caring. You're fun and exciting and hilarious." She smiled. "I really don't want to like you but I really do."

"So that's why you're mean to me?" He asked.

"Well that and it's just fun to fight with you." She said, allowing her hands to drop back down to the hem of his shirt.

He laughed. "Yeah I like fighting with you too, you're feisty." He paused. "So you really like me? You're not just saying that to get into my pants?"

She laughed. "I'm not just saying that. Do you like me?"

"Are you blind? Of course I like you."

She smiled. "Good, So…" She said and glanced at the time on the oven. "We've got a half hour to kill. Any ideas?"

He waggled his eyebrows. "Oh I got ideas. Hold on." He said as he picked her up. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he carried her off to her bedroom as they occupied themselves while they waited for their cake to finish baking.

"Damn, thirty minutes goes by fast," Adam said as he and Rachel ran into the kitchen when they heard the timer go off. He watched her as she grabbed an oven mitt before taking the cakes out of the oven after checking to see if they're done with a toothpick. He couldn't help but smirk as he watched her move around the kitchen just wearing his shirt. They certainly had used their half hour wisely.

"Alright, we can make some butter cream while we wait for the cake to cool." Rachel said as she turned around and smiled as she saw him just wearing his jeans. "Come on," She said motioning for him to come over to her. "Don't forget this is your cake. You're making it all."

Adam came over and couldn't stop himself from wrapping her in his arms and laying a kiss on her lips. "Mmm, the cake can wait."

"Adam, come on. We're almost done. Just make the butter cream, ice the cake and then we're done and we can do whatever you want." She suggested.

His eyes twinkled. "Whatever I want? Alright, you said it." He said before following her instructions on making the butter cream.

It took them a little longer than necessary because neither could keep their hands off of each other but an hour later they sat on Rachel's bed with a large slice of cake for the two to share. "So, what do you think?" She asked as she ate a forkful of cake.

He nodded. "It's delicious."

She smiled. "Told you."

"But it's definitely not as delicious as you," He said, leaning forward to lick and kiss her along her neck.

"Adam," She said in a playful warning tone.

"Come on baby, we can come back to this later." He said as he grabbed both of the forks, putting them on the plate before stretching himself out on the bed to place the plate on the side table. In the process of getting the cake out of the way, he lowered himself on top of Rachel. He looked down at her smiling face and broke out in a grin. "Oops," He said, though he was definitely not sorry he'd "accidentally" got himself in this position. "Seems I've got myself into quite a suggestive position," he said before dropping his lips to kiss her collarbone causing her to groan. "I'll take good care you baby,"

A/N: As always, I appreciate you're amazing reviews! Glad to read you guys are liking John and Jess, hopefully you enjoy this chapter too!