He gives me a what’s your problem? look, but then he’s distracted by who’s beside me. He tries to pull one of my trays over to him, but I reach out and grab it, pulling it back. I look over and watch Brent take a seat across from us. How did something so innocent and funny turn into something more in a matter of seconds? I feel her mouth graze my thumb, and it sends heat pulsing down my spine. She laughs and leans forward, opening her mouth, and I try not to stare at her full lips as they open and she takes a bite of the corner.
She shakes her head at me, but I wiggle it a little and smile at her. I unwrap the brownie and hold it out for her to take a bite.
So no matter how much dinner you eat, there’s always room for sweets.” I’m telling her the same thing my mom has been saying since I was a kid. “You know, you’ve got one stomach for food, and then you’ve got one stomach for dessert. “My what?” she says playfully, and I stifle the urge to pull her into my lap.
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