Seth paused setting the picnic to look at her appreciatively, and her heart did a loopy dance. He looked so handsome sitting there, setting out loads of delicious food for her. What could be better?

“I brought some sparkling cider and lemonade. I figured we can’t drink in a public park, but we won’t miss out on the fancy bubbles.”

“Seriously, where did you get all of this? Doesn’t look like anything I’ve seen at the delis in Weldon.”

“Because it came from my kitchen. I can make a sandwich.”

“It looks fantastic. I’m pretty impressed.” She gave him a playful shove on his shoulder. “I guess this is my first taste of a date with Seth Kim.”

“Only the first. There’s plenty more to taste,” he said in a low, delicious voice.

Tara’s pants caught on fire. But she doused it with her icy cold will. If she was going to survive four dates with Seth, she couldn’t let her attraction loose. She had a feeling that it would be insatiable.

“Neat. Can we eat?” she said in as casual a voice as she could manage.

“Yes, please.” He handed her a plate with a half triangle of BLT and a scoop of lovely fruit salad. She picked up the sandwich and took a bite. The hint of nervousness on Seth’s face made her heart go squishy. She had to remind herself a squishy heart was also not acceptable as part of the dare. Remember to keep it casual.

“This is literally the best BLT I’ve ever had,” she gushed, taking another bite. The salty, savory bacon was abundant and crunchy without being tough. With the crisp lettuce, juicy tomato, and just the right amount of creamy mayo, the sandwich was heaven between sliced bread. “I guess the Kim brothers have a knack in the kitchen.”

“Not in the least. Landon’s the cook. Sandwiches are about the only thing that I can make, and throwing together a fruit salad isn’t exactly cooking. I got fresh fruit, chopped them up, and tossed them together. I can’t take credit for it tasting good.”

“No way. Is this seriously happening? Am I truly witnessing Seth Kim being humble?”

“I’m being completely honest and feeding you. The least you can do is not insult me with your mouth full.” Seth nudged her outstretched leg with his foot.

That little touch of his big toe meeting her calf felt like a heat pack being pressed against her skin. Trying not to be obvious, Tara stretched out her foot to nudge him back. Seth dodged her with a smirk.

“I am not insulting you,” she insisted. “I really think humility is a good look on you.”

Being a little sneakier this time, she successfully made contact with his calf. Her foot rejoiced. Wow. Was every part of his body as rock hard as what she’d just felt? Inquiring girl parts wanted to know.

“Was that a compliment?” Seth widened his eyes to cherub-level wonder. “I didn’t even perceive it as such since it’s so impossibly rare from you … like unicorns.”