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“So when did you become a vegetarian?” she asked. “And why?”
I glanced up at her darkly. The last thing I wanted to do this evening was hash up any crap.
“Why did you nearly go through with marrying that douchebag in Beals?”
Tria’s eyes cooled a bit.
“So, no serious talk tonight?” she finally said with a wry smile as she caught on.
“I think that would be good,” I responded. “Besides, it’s time to order dessert. You don’t want anything to interfere with that!”
The server brought over the list of the day’s desserts, and we settled on one giant piece of cappuccino cake with chocolate and caramel drizzled all over it, along with two forks. Tria moaned when she bit into it, and the sound circled around my dick and gave the moody little bastard a tug.
Unable to help myself, I carved a bit off with my own fork and then held it out to Tria. Her eyes stayed locked with mine, peering up at me through her lashes, as she slowly took the bite into her mouth and hummed again.
“This is incredible,” she said.
I couldn’t have agreed more, and I hadn’t even tasted it. Tria was determined to rectify that fact and fed me a bite from her own fork. The chocolate was creamy, and the deep taste of coffee and caramel just made the whole experience nothing short of decadent.
As she leaned toward me, I could see through the outline of Tria’s form-fitting dress that there weren’t any bra lines.
Yeah…decadent.
Or is that depraved?
We continued on, feeding each other bites and ignoring everyone around us. We didn’t speak, just tasted—the silence only broken when Tria groaned at the taste of every bite. As the cake disappeared, Tria ended up with a bit of it on the side of her face, which I had reached out and wiped from the side of her mouth. As I did, she turned toward my hand and licked the chocolate off my finger.
“Holy shit,” a deep voice called out. “Liam? Is that you?”
The familiar voice made me sit up straight, and a whole stampede of emotions went through me, the first and foremost being annoyance. I should have realized running into someone I knew was a possibility, and maybe I had in the back of my head and didn’t want to admit it.
“Hey, Ryan,” I replied as my cousin walked up to our table. He had his arm around the waist of a voluptuous blonde in a silver dress and ridiculously high strappy heels. She tossed her hair over her shoulder as she looked down at me.
“Liam,” she said simply.
“Amanda,” I replied with about the same tone.
“Damn, bro,” Ryan said. “I haven’t seen you in ages.”
“Yeah, sorry about that.”
Ryan snorted.
“Michael said he saw you,” Ryan said. “He said something about…ah…”
He moved his hand around in little circles for no discernible reason. His gaze bounced around, going from me to Tria, back to me, over to Amanda, back to Tria…
I sighed. I wasn’t sure if Ryan was trying to be subtle or if he was just wondering if this was the same girl Michael had mentioned or what, but his dancing around the fact that Tria was sitting at the same table got old fast.
“Tria, this is my cousin Ryan,” I told her, “and his fiancée Amanda.”
“Hi,” Tria said as she looked up with big eyes at my cousin. The dude made me look small.
“Ryan and Amanda, meet my girlfriend Tria.”
“We’ve already met,” Amanda said matter-of-factly.
I glanced at Tria as she squinted at Mandi to get a better look. Her head tilted to one side while Amanda just watched and waited.
