Come Away With Me(18)

“What?”

He shakes his head. “You’re done so soon?”

“Well,” I check my camera. “I’ve taken almost four hundred photos. I think I’ll have some good shots out of these.”

“I’m sure they’ll be beautiful.”

I grin and put the lens cap on my lens, careful not to point it at him, and let my camera fall down to my hip. I don’t understand why he doesn’t like to have his photo taken, but I can respect it. I wish I could talk him into posing for me. He’d be a treat to capture.

“What are you thinking?” he asks as we climb the trail back to the car. He’s beside me, his hand on my low back.

“Why don’t you like to have your picture taken?” His eyes meet mine, then he quickly looks away. He shrugs nonchalantly, but I can see he’s hiding something.

“Look at me,” I say softly, smiling.

His wide blue eyes meet mine, and he’s got that where is she going with this expression.

“You can tell me.”

We’ve stopped on the trail, facing each other, and because of the uneven ground I’m almost at eye-level with him. I rest my hands on his shoulders.

Luke’s eyes widen further and he swallows, and it looks like he’s going to confess something. My stomach clenches. Talk to me!

Suddenly he shakes his head and closes his eyes briefly.

“I just don’t.”

I frown up at him, but he shakes his head again and whispers, “It’s just part of my phobia of being in crowds.

Stupid, I know.”

I want to probe him further, but he takes my hands off his shoulders, links his fingers with mine, and snakes our arms around my back, pulling me close.

He rubs his nose back and forth over my own, his blue eyes intense.

“I’ve been thinking about kissing you all day.”

“Less thinking and more doing.” I’m surprised by my sassy response, or that I’m able to respond at all with my heart beating as fast as it is.

Luke smiles against my lips, and sweeps me up in a hot, all-consuming kiss. He releases my hands and finds my ass like he did the night before, pulling me against him. I grasp his face in my hands, holding him close, and just like that I’m lost in him. He’s so good with his mouth! He nibbles my lips, and his tongue makes gentle and patient love to my own. I groan and push my hands up into his hair, hanging on for dear life.

“Excuse us!”

I glance behind me to see a group of hikers trying to get around us on the trail. Oops! Luke laughs and pulls me out of the way so they can make their way down the path.

“I guess we got caught.” Luke whispers in my ear, tucking a strand of hair behind the lobe and kisses my cheek.

“I guess so,” I giggle breathlessly, and we resume our hike to his sexy car.

***

“You brought food?” I can’t hide the surprise in my voice as Luke pulls a small cooler and blanket out of the back of the car. I stow my camera and lean my hip against the car.

He gives me a shy smile. “Yeah, I packed a picnic lunch. I know a nice little spot up that trail there to relax for a bit. I hope that’s okay? You said you didn’t have any sessions today.”

“Sounds good to me, I’m starving.”

“Good. Come.” He takes my hand and leads me into the woods on another dirt trail. The trees and ferns are lush and dense around us, not letting much sunlight in. After a few minutes of walking the path opens up to a clearing.

There’s a beautiful meadow with tall green grass. A tall, lush oak tree stands in the middle; it’s large, green branches providing plenty of shade.

“Oh, it’s beautiful!” I let go of his hand and move quickly through the grass to the majestic tree and stare up into its branches. “This tree has to be two hundred years old.”

I glance over to Luke, a huge smile on my face. He’s standing near me, the cooler and blanket at his feet, his hands in his pockets.

“I’m glad you like it.”

I look up again. “Luke, I love it.”

I help him spread the big, green blanket we snuggled up in last night in the shade of the tree.

“Get comfy.”

I kick my sandals off and sit on the soft blanket, my legs stretched out in front of me and lean back on my hands.

Luke also kicks his shoes off – mmm, naked feet – and kneels on the blanket, opening the cooler.