Page 262 of Worth the Trip

“Of course I did.”

He examined the pint. “You changed something.”

“Taste it.”

I handed him a spoon.

Landon opened the container and took a bite. Concentration replaced the teasing in his face before he had fully swallowed.

“More salt in the caramel. Peach pieces smaller too.”

I smiled. “Better distribution.” He took another bite. “Well?”

“Damn.”

“That descriptive?”

“It covered the immediate response.”

I laughed.

His attention moved from the pint back to me.

“You still paying attention.”

The words reached differently than the joke surrounding them.

“Always.”

Landon held my eyes for a moment, then set the pint on the counter long enough to place one hand at my waist.

“Come here.”

“I’m already here.”

“Closer.” I stepped into him. His lips touched my forehead. “Thank you, love.”

“You’re welcome.”

He picked the pint up again and took another bite.

I watched him.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“You looking at me eat ice cream like you waiting on a peer review.”

“I’m observing customer satisfaction.”

“One customer.”

I smiled. “Exactly.”

His eyes warmed.

“Still not for sale?”