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He met me at the door in another dress shirt and slacks I really wanted to knohy he was dressing like this now, but he wouldn’t give ht answer, stubborn uine with creaht, but as we lingered over dinner, he started talking about watching et back to the casino soon?"

"Nah, no show tonight"

That baffled me, as I was quite familiar with his schedule This wasn’t one of the shows norged it off "I have a good contract, and soht off"

I didn’t want it to, but that warmed me from head to toe

I kept him company in the kitchen while hechocolate cake from scratch, and I perched my butt on the counter and watched hi in the kitchen

He shot iving me that look if you don’t want me to ruin dessert"

"Don’t call rew as he turned back to his task "That’s right You prefer pudding I re"

That ht back memories, and that made me realize that every tiht backto break down all of my defenses in no ti You have got to stop it with all of those da my voice firm

"Endearments"

"Well, call them what you want to, but knock it off" I wasn’t even sure why I bothered He clearly wasn’t getting theand turned to er material? Do you wantto turn this into a bet"

"You win, I’ll stop calling you boo I win, you stop co when I do"

"Nuh-uh I already told you, not falling for it"

"I’ll bet you one spoonful of cinnamon"

"Excuse me? Is that a metaphor or some kind of a dare?"

"A dare You eat one teaspoonful of cinnamon and you win"

"I’m not you, Tristan I can turn down a dare"

"Prove it"

"Now you’re daringa dare You’re setting me up"

"Well, take the cinnamon dare and I’ll drop it

It did sound easy My eyes narrowed on him "Just a teaspoon full? Not even a tablespoon?"