Page 85 of Devil Mine

She sniffs, closing her robe. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Laughing, I turn back towards the fridge. “Which one do you want tonight?”

We’ve already tasted half of the brands of rocky road Diana bought, ranking them from worst to best. Soon we’ll either have to change flavors or go out of the country to find brands we haven’t tried.

“Hmm, how about the one that has a cow on the front,” she suggests, taking a seat as I grab the pint and a spoon and set both on the island between us. “For a guy who doesn’t like ice cream, you’re sure making a habit of staying up late to have some.”

My eyes find hers as I remove the tub’s lid.

“Who said it’s the ice cream I’m staying up for?”

She blushes prettily, looking down and away, and that softening in my chest is back, more acute than ever.

When I hand her the pint, she pushes it back towards me.

“It’s your turn to try first tonight,” she explains.

“Then your turn tomorrow night?” I ask.

She nods, blushing once more when I say, “It’s a date.”

I try the ice cream, enjoying the way her eyes stay fixed on my face to take in my reaction.

“You were right, rocky road really is a superior flavor.”

“I told you,” she says with a pleased smile, reaching for the spoon in my hand and taking a bite herself. “Mhmm, this oneisgood. Very nice marshmallow to chocolate ratio.”

“Where does it fall in the rankings for you?”

“First, I think.”

I whistle, impressed. “First place, huh?”

“I’m telling you, it’s by far the best one. Here, try another bite,” she adds, lifting the spoon to my mouth.

Before I can eat it, a drop of melted ice cream slides off the rounded surface of the spoon and falls onto my chest. Both of our gazes fly to the spot, watching as it slowly trails down between my pecs. Lifting my eyes to hers, I find them heated, her cheeks flushed pink.

“I can practically hear your thoughts,amor.”

She doesn’t acknowledge me, her hand coming towards me instead. Gently, delicately almost, she traces the path of the ice cream with her index, scooping it up and bringing it to her mouth.

“Yum,” she says, smacking her lips.

My pupils dilate, my eyes darkening with lust. “There you go again, provoking me.”

Tess eyes me innocently. “It’s too good to waste even a drop.”

A growl rumbles deep in my chest, making my voice vibrate when I speak. “I’m keeping note of all of this.”

“I hope you are,” she whispers.

My eyes snap to hers. “What was that?”

Clearing her throat, she answers. “Nothing. Here have some more ice cream.”

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Chapter Thirty-Three

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