Page 83 of Knot My Pack


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Pure heat sizzles the skin she touches. I close my eyes to it, savoring the feel.

Suddenly, I’m aware of her long hair that’s blowing in the breeze. The dress she’s wearing reveals her soft curves. Julian is a mastermind for getting her out of that overlarge plaid shirt and jeans. How the fuck hadn’t I noticed how pretty Iris is until now?

With a start, I realize this is the first time I’ve been this close to her.

My brothers’ obsession with her finally makes sense. There’s nothing as alluring as a beautiful woman who can kick a man in the gut.

Iris pulls me through the café’s doors and guides me to one of the few empty tables. The place is crowded with waiters weaving their way through the crowd.

A waitress comes over to our table with the menu.

Iris takes the card and slides it toward me. “I already know what I want.”

“I’ll have what she’s having,” I say, handing the menu back to the waitress.

An amused smile comes over her as she glances at Iris.

“Your house brownies served with walnut brittle, vanilla ice cream, and hot, chocolate fudge,” Iris recites the items like she’s given out this order a hundred times before.

“Great. I’ll bring over your sundaes as soon as they’re ready.”

“This isn’t a posh place but their ice creams are heavenly,” Iris says. “They make everything in-house.”

“It looks like a popular joint.”

“Fair warning, though,” she says with a mocking expression. “Their hot chocolate fudge will turn you into an addict.”

I chuckle. “It’s worth the risk, I guess.”

Iris looks more cheerful now. I don’t risk thinking that it’s due to my presence. The familiar surroundings must be helping her relax.

Our orders arrive and I’m surprised by the gorgeously decorated sundaes our waitress puts before us. Generously large scoops of vanilla ice cream are doused in thick, hot fudge and topped with walnut brittle.

“Yum,” Iris moans after she spoons some ice cream and fudge in her mouth. “This is heaven right here.”

I chuckle and dig into the sundae.

My spoon comes out with a piece of brownie that’s topped with ice cream and fudge. One bite and I know why this ice cream parlor is so popular. It’s absolutely delicious!

The ice cream and fudge aren’t overpoweringly sweet.Just the way l like it, I think, spooning more into my mouth.

“Damon’s going to love this place too,” I say.

“Damon?”

“My brother and I are the sweet-lovers in the family,” I tell her. “Raiden’s the odd duck who prefers sour things like cranberries.”

She snorts.

A dribble of ice streams down the corner of her lips.

My gaze fixes on her luscious, naturally pink lips.Do they taste sweeter than this chocolate?I wonder. As if in a trance, I lean across the table and swipe a thumb over those lips.

My tongue flicks out to taste the bit of ice cream on my thumb.

Iris watches me with wide eyes, her tongue licking the spot I just touched. Her cheeks blaze and she drops her gaze onto the bowl of ice cream.

I smile but she can’t see me because she’s suddenly too engrossed in spooning ice cream in her mouth like a maniac.

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