Page 54 of Break Points and Face Offs

“Enjoy!” Betsy sings.

I thank her and pick up my spoon.

“You’re not really going to eat that are you? It must have a thousand calories.”

I make a big deal of dipping my spoon in and scooping up as many components as possible.

“See, the great thing about not being a pro athlete is getting to eat whatever you want and no one giving you shit for it.”

He squints at me while I stuff my face with banana split. Moaning exaggeratedly and rolling my eyes at the first bite.

His gaze flickers from my spoon to his dessert. There’s a needy look in his eyes.

“Go on, Rosie. I know you want it.”

His eyes widen and he licks his lips. I try to ignore the effect that has on the blood flow redirecting from my head to other regions.

“If I take a bite, will you stop making those ridiculous noises?”

“What noises?” I ask before moaning around another spoonful.

“Those! You sound like …”

His cheeks tint.

“Is Priestley Rosenthal blushing?”

With a huff, he stabs his spoon into his dessert before pulling it out dripping with whipped cream and cherry compote. There’s a slight hesitation before he stuffs it in his mouth, chewing around it like it’s taffy.

The second those flavors hit, he closes his eyes, but before he does, I catch them roll.

That’s it. Right there. The moment someone gets to see Priestley come undone. It’s a surprisingly nice sight.

I expect him to dig in, but he puts the spoon down.

“Okay, happy now?”

“You’re just gonna have one spoonful and leave the rest?”

He shrugs.

“How do you have that kind of willpower?”

He just stares at me like I’m making zero sense.

“No, it isn’t willpower. It’s some weird type of self-denial.”

I’m not even sure I meant to say that last part out loud. His eyes widen before he composes himself.

Turning his attention to the notebook, he opens it, cracking the spine.

“Shall we get started? We’ve already wasted enough time with this stupidity.”

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PRIESTLEY

Will eats that ridiculous banana split while we work. I pushed mine aside after the first bite. Yes, it was delicious, but anything doused in enough sugar is going to taste good.