“Darlin’, you ever want peaches, you come straight to me. I’ll pick you a whole bushel of the most delicious fruit you ever tasted.” The mischievous look in his eyes proved impossible to resist. I needed to give him a little of his sass back. “A bushel sounds like too much. Maybe I’ll just take a peck.” “Oh, you want a peck?” He tipped his head down, his sly grin hinting at naughtiness. “I’ll give you all the pecks you can handle.”
