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“Remember our date at Serendipity?” he asked, ignoring her question.

She pursed her lips, remembering how handsome he’d looked across the table that night, staring at her as if she were the most important person in the world to him. No one had ever looked at her like that again. “We shared a ridiculously huge sundae, and drank sodas, and stayed until the shop closed and they kicked us out.”

Every once in a while, she sat outside the restaurant.

Relived the moment.

It was pathetic.

“Yep. One thing that was on that sundae?” He picked up another jar. “These.”

She squinted at the jar. “Nuts?”

“Not just any nuts.” He grinned, looking far too excited about nuts. “The same exact ones. I have them shipped to me once a year so I never run out.”

A smile played on her lips. “Seriously?”

“Yep.” He wiggled them under her nose. “This is one of my secret ingredients.”

She licked her lips, watching him pour hot fudge on both their treats. “There’s two?”

“Yeah,” he said simply.

“Why go through all that trouble for some nuts?”

He side-eyed her. “Honestly? Because every time I put them on a sundae, it takes me back to that date, and I smile.”

He kept saying things like that.

Sweet things that made her want to believe he actually meant them.

It was dangerous.

He handed her the sundae, his gaze locked on her mouth. She nervously took the bowl, her fingers brushing his. Jerking back, she walked over to the table by the electric fireplace in the corner of the room. “So you think your nuts are so good they’re orgasmic?”

He choked on a laugh. “Uh…”

“God.” She rolled her eyes, but couldn’t stop the smile that crept into place. “You’re such a dude.”

“What man in all of the world, in all of history, would not pause at that question?” he asked, grinning as he came around the corner of the counter. “And, yes, my nuts are that good.”

“Well, then…” She pursed her lips and lifted the spoon. Holding it out to him, she laughed as she said, “To your delicious nuts.”

“To my nuts,” he echoed, laughing and tapping his own spoon to hers as he sat across from her. The drinks in the car had hit her pretty hard, and the world was spinning a little bit. Or maybe that was from the force of his laugh.

Around him, it was hard to tell.

She put the spoon in her mouth, licking it clean. Closing her eyes, she sucked on it, a small moan escaping her. “Oh my God.”

“You found the other secret ingredient,” he said, his tone deep.

She nodded enthusiastically, lifting her lashes. “What kind of hot fudge is this?”

“Salted caramel dark chocolate nut fudge.” He leaned back in his chair, looking far too sexily casual in the face of her delight. “It’s my own recipe.”

“Seriously?” She dug her spoon in again, shaking her head. “You missed your calling.”

He shifted closer. “Meaning?”

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