Page 64 of A Slice of Love

“You left your adventureandyour wallet at home? How convenient.”

I wish I could crawl into a hole.

In my rush to get out the door and get this date going before I lost all my nerve, I completely forgot to grab my wallet.

“It wasn’t on purpose, I swear!”

“That’s what anyone would say.”

“I’ll make it up to you.”

“Did you just offer sexual favors in exchange for a delicious fried cookie?”

I lift my brows. “First, I said nothing about sexual favors. Wishful thinking, much? Second, I didnotagree to try that monstrosity of a creation.”

“You’re gonna turn me down now? After I spent my hard-earned money on it?

“I am ninety-five percent certain you bought that with your tip money, and considering how much pizza I’ve ordered in the last few weeks, there’s a good chance those were my dollars.”

He tries to hold back his smile at my logic but fails, and I love the way it lights up his face.

I think a smiling Jonas is my favorite thing in the world.

He holds the concoction up in front of my face. “Please?”

“Fine, but if I hate it, you owe me a funnel cake.”

“Are you kidding me? That line is insane!”

“And the line for the fried Oreos wasn’t. That should tell you something.”

“Yeah, that everyone else in town has shitty taste.”

I shake my head and snatch the fat-laden chunk from his hand, stuffing it in my mouth in one bite.

“Frank!” he shouts just as my mistake dawns on me.

It’s hot.

Veryhot.

My mouth is on fire and I’m doing everything I can to put it out, chewing unattractively with my mouth wide open while fanning the molten dessert.

Jonas doesn’t once look at me in disgust, and not even concern.

No.

He’s laughing his ass off at my mishap.

I swat at him and he doesn’t care, cradling his stomach in laughter.

When I finally manage to swallow the last of the dangerous, albeit delicious, treat, I glare at him.

“You are evil!”

“How is this my fault? You’re the crazy one who just grabbed and ate like she hasn’t ever had a meal before.”

“You could have warned me!”

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