He delicately slid the piece of sushi into my mouth with the chopsticks. “There you go. Now, I dare you to tell me you don’t love it.”
He watched me chew.
I felt goosebumps form on the back of my neck.
He really seemed to be enjoying my reaction.
I chewed slowly to my heart’s delight, not wanting to finish it too quickly, emphatically nodding my appreciation. “Wonderful. Absolutely wonderful.”
“Told you.” He chuckled and grabbed the last piece of sushi from his plate to eat for himself, dipped it in the soy sauce, and surprisingly held it in my direction again.
“Uh-uh. One is enough, thank you.”
Nick shook his headno.
“I’m not eating your last piece.”
He shrugged. “I guess I can just throw it away then.”
“What?!”
I didn’t mean to yell.
A few of the other diners looked in our direction.
“I said I’m going to throw it away. Too bad.” Nick frowned. “All those starving kids in—”
“Okay!” I grabbed his wrist and pulled it in my direction, taking the whole piece from his chopsticks and chewing the divine creation.
He was watching me again.
His eyes on my mouth.
Grinning.
More goosebumps formed on the back of my neck.
He chuckled.
I wiped my mouth, now realizing I had been set up.
My BS detector was dead, obviously.
I shook my head. “You weren’t going to throw that away, were you?”
“Are you serious? I was going to give you one more chance to eat it before I ate it myself.”
I couldn’t help smiling. “You’re crazy.”
“Maybe, but at least I’m not out of my mind likesomepeople I know.” He pointed his chopsticks at me.
We shared a laugh together.
Once again, it was the oddest sensation.
Especially since I’d been frustrated and angry just ten minutes ago.
This was a true emotional rollercoaster, courtesy of Mr. Nick Morris.
