Katniss watched through the bakery window as Peeta finished kneading the bread dough, put it into baking pans and covered it with a cloth to let it rise. She thought to herself, I wonder what else I could get to rise in Mellark's Bakery... then she blushed at her own naughty thought. She had a flashback to some of the nights they'd shared together in bed. Sometimes as they lay spooned together in the dark, Katniss could feel his erection through his pajama pants, pressed up against her backside. She would know that he was awake and that he wanted so badly to move his hand that was resting on her stomach and move it up to caress her breasts, but he never did. He always waited patiently, silently in the dark for her permission to explore her, but she was always too nervous to grant it.
But today would be different. She didn't know exactly what had caused her desire to awaken. Maybe her argument with Gale had finally opened her eyes to how lucky she was to have Peeta. Whatever it was, she was glad that it happened, and she hoped Peeta would be too.
She knocked on the glass of the bakery window. Peeta looked up from behind the counter and beamed her a huge smile. Her heart fluttered. He waved and gestured for her to come in. He was at the sink, washing the flour and dough off his hands as she walked in the door. He grabbed a towel and dried them as he walked towards her and embraced her in a hug.
"Back from hunting so soon?" he asked.
"Yeah, I didn't really feel like hunting today." She replied. She left out the fact that she had argued with Gale about him. Then she added coyly, "And maybe I missed you a little, too."
Peeta smiled that beautiful warm smile that made his blue eyes sparkle. "Lucky for me!"
She leaned into his embrace and gave him a quick, soft kiss on the lips. "Can you close up the shop for lunch now? Or is it too soon?"
Peeta glanced at his watch. "Sure, it's just about that time anyway. Besides, I can do whatever I want, it's my shop, remember?" he asked playfully.
She grinned and nodded, as he let go of her, walked over to the front door of the bakery, turned the sign to closed, and locked the door.
"So..." he said as he walked back to her, untying the apron at his waist. "did you have something in mind that you wanted to do today?"
"Mmm-hmm.." she nodded, as she grabbed the apron out of his hands and tossed it aside. She took both his hands in hers, and locked eyes. "You, Peeta. I want you to make love to me."