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“Oh, I intend to eathis way down hted by his touch, and then I tense I cockabout eating … about sweetness …

About love

I twine ers in his hair “Wait—”

He lifts his head, one brow cocked

I glance at the clock, see that it’s still early enough, and grin atyou off”

“Oh?” His expression is vaguely amused “And why is that?”

“I’ve nailed the first clue” My tone is sht

“Really?” He eases his way up my body until I am trapped beneath him “Tell me”

I shake my head “Nope”

He kisses my neck “Please?”

“Not a chance, buddy At least not until you buy me a meal”

“A meal?”

“Lunch,” I confirm “In Beverly Hills And after rin, “I wanta late lunch at one of the outdoor tables at 208 Rodeo, and we split an order of sweet potato fries and a burger while we do the people-watching thing, scoping out both tourists and locals as they stroll along Rodeo Drive or wander up the stairs to Via Rodeo Not surprisingly, there’s a significant aht ofsurreptitious snaps of us with their phones A few even stand boldly across the street and ai furiously as they rattle off shot after shot

Again, I don’t care

It’s a gorgeous day I’er hunt And I’ sex

Seriously, life is good

A perky waitress who looks like she’s ready to star in her own sitcoet you some dessert?”

I ot a plan for that”

We settle the check, and then stroll the two short blocks to Love Bites, the exceptional bakery owned by Sally Love She’s been featured on every food progra and food azines She’s known Damien for years, and I adored her—and her cakes—from the moment I met her And after just one bite of her dark chocolate and Kahlua cupcake, I knew that no one else could cater our wedding