Free The Pastor's Heart by Desiree Future Page A

would you please leave the dishes so I can get our dessert ? The sun is finally out so we can enjoy it outside.” Kingston had to get Sinclair away from him or the stove would not be the only thing on fire in the kitchen.
    “No problem,” Sinclair simply responded , needing some air anyway.
    Sinclair stepped out into the backyard to be welcomed by a well maintained yard.  A barbeque grill sat across from bistro table and chair set.  Around the backyard’s perimeter were tall shaded plants and trees.  In the center of the backyard was a dark wicker patio set with blue seat cushions.  To the far right of yard was an extra wide and extra-long hammock hanging between two shaded trees.
    After the kiss she and Kingston shared she needed some air.  She took a seat at the small bistro table on the deck and stared out at the beautifully landscaped backyard.  She could see herself hosting many barbeques there with Kingston.
    Sinclair jumped to her feet.  She had to get that notion out of her head.  What was she thinking? She couldn’t possibly be falling in love with Kingston, for Pastor Carter of all people.  Maybe she needed some water or something to get her back t o her senses.  She couldn’t be the pastor’s wife; she didn’t even know what that meant.  Wife! Sinclair screamed in her mind.  She had just met the man and already he had said marry her in the same phrase.  This just had to be wrong.  She should have had her morning coffee because things would have made better sense.
    Kingston stood in his kitchen replaying the kiss over and over in his head.  He could have sworn it was the fourth of July because he definitely felt sparks between them.  He looked at the calendar and it was only June tenth.  He knew if he didn’ t separate himself from her for a few minutes he would lose his religion.  He opened the freezer and stood there a moment, blankly staring at the contents.  This was to cool him off because holding and kissing Sinclair had his loins about to burst. He had never been with a woman who made him feel the way Sinclair did. After their kiss he knew exactly what he was feeling for Sinclair, he was falling for her.
    Kingston got himself together and went to Sinclair in the backyard.  “If you thought dinner was great wait till you taste this.”  Kingston announced as he came out with two small plates in his hands.
    “ I hope you like Banana Pudding.”  Kingston said to a smiling Sinclair.
    “ Do I ever? It’s one of my favorite desserts, you look like a keeper.  I think I am going to keep you around for a while because you’re spoiling me Kingston.”  Sinclair added as she dug into her banana pudding.
    “Everyone deserves to be spoiled every now and then.  I remembered on our first date you really didn’t have anything to eat but you had white chocolate ice cream.  I figured you for a dessert type of person being that you can’t cook.” Kingston remembered that day well, it was the first time he had met a woman that didn’t know how to cook.
    “ Well you figured right because I am addicted to white chocolate.  Banana pudding is a second on my list of favorite desserts,” she admitted.  “My addictions have helped me put on these pounds and that’s why I’m a size sixteen now.”  She added as she patted her thighs.
    Kingston put his spoon in his b owl.  “I love the way you are.  There is nothing wrong with being a thick woman; I just need you to be healthy.  And did you ever hear me once complain about the way you look? The only complaint that I have is of you juggling a thousand things.  It seems you do everything for everyone but never anything for yourself.  Can you tell me why?”
    “I don’t do everything myself.”  Sin clair lied through her teeth; she hoped God didn’t strike her down for lying to a man of God.
    “I beg to differ Miss Madison.  Correct me if I’m wrong as I go through this.”  Kingston said as he undid his tie. 
    “What?”