“Where’d you get your determination, lass?”
Both her mother and Austin called her the most stubborn person they’d ever known, but she’d never thought about how she got to be that way. “Probably from arguing with people all my life. My mom always told me I couldn’t do things, so I did them to spite her.”
He rubbed the ever-present stubble on his jaw. “What about your boyfriend?”
Austin had never denied her anything—until now. “I fight with him, too.”
“Fighting is good foreplay.” The rebellious curl had come loose again, teasing his sparkling eyes.
“That’s what he says.” An urge to hit something coiled up inside her. “What is it with men and pissing women off?”
He smiled and his Celtic burr ignited her senses. “We love to arouse all your passions.”
Well damn if that wasn’t the toe-curlingest thing Finn—or any man—had ever said to her. Her face flamed as she spun and grabbed a towel, wiping beads of sweat from the back of her neck, and hoping he hadn’t noticed the flush that surely colored her cheeks. “Do you smell something burning?”
He laughed behind her. “No.”
What’s happening to me? She loved Austin, but a few simple words from a guy she had no business taking a second look at made her hotter than the screaming oven. She pulled her cake out and cut an individual dessert-sized portion with a ring mold. It crumbled on the plate as she poked a fork in to taste it. “Dry. We let it go too long.”
Finn tasted his and nodded. “How do we save a dry cake?”
She focused her thoughts on the culinary problem at hand. “Chocolate sauce.”
“Aye. Chocolate has many useful purposes.” His beguiling smile reappeared.
He’s definitely flirting.