In the span of one second, Katniss saw a hundred emotions flash across Peeta's handsome face- shock, joy, excitement, nervousness, desire. "What... right now?" he asked.
"Yeah, now..." she replied softly. "Unless of course, you would rather just have lunch..."
He wondered what had brought on her sudden change of heart, but didn't dare ask.
"You know there is nothing in the world that I am hungrier for than you." he whispered huskily.
As she moved her own face closer to his, she noticed that he had a small smear of frosting along his jawline, where earlier in the day he must have swiped his hand across his face to wipe away a bead of sweat.
"You have frosting on you..." she whispered, as she closed the distance and softly ran her tongue along the edge of his jaw, enjoying the sugary frosting along with the taste of his warm skin. Then she traced her tongue down the side of his neck and kissed his throat, where she could feel his pulse pounding.
She brought her mouth up next to his ear and playfully sucked on his earlobe for a moment.
Damn, Peeta thought to himself, she has no idea how intoxicating she is to me.
He felt her breath, warm in his ear, causing him to feel dizzy and weak in the knees. He was so turned on right now, he could hardly stand it.
She whispered in his ear, "Shall we go into the house?"
He couldn't even find his voice to speak, so he just nodded wordlessly. He took her hand and led her through the back door of the bakery into his house. Right at this moment, all he could think was how thankful he was that his bakery was attached to his house, because it would have been awfully embarrassing to walk across town with the huge bulge that had appeared in the front of his pants.