Page 55 of Worth Loving
“That might be even better.”
“I think so,” she said.
Their dinner came out, they ate and kept up the conversation, then left to return to her place.
They didn’t get dessert, but it was waiting back at her place.
“I need to get my cupcakes,” he said when they pulled outside her apartment building.
“Yep. I was going to remind you. I can make coffee if you want, unless you need to get home. Which I understand if you do.”
“I’ve got time for a cup and a cupcake. Carly will put Jonah to bed.”
They got out. “What time does he go to bed?”
“Eight. He thinks I’m at work.”
“What does Carly think? The same?”
“I didn’t tell her. If she had asked, I would have, but she didn’t.”
And she wouldn’t think to ask because he hadn’t dated anyone.
Though honestly, Carly would be supportive because she’d been telling him for years he needed a woman in his life.
If it came up, he’d tell her.
If he got past this date and knew there’d be another, and right now it leaned that way.
While the coffee was brewing, she pulled the cupcakes out and set them on plates.
“Are you going to eat the whole thing?” he asked her.
“I plan on it. I’ve been on a chocolate kick for a week. This is my first bite of the finished recipe.”
“Now you’re making me feel bad about the chocolate binge.”
“Don’t. It’s not your fault.”
“Isn’t it?” he asked.
“I’d say it’s both of ours, but tonight I just want chocolate. Not because I feel like I need it but because I tasted this batter and it was good. I just hope baked they are equally as good.”
“You mean you only made these six and didn’t sample one first?”
“Not baked. Talk about taking a risk, huh? They could totally taste like crap though I don’t think they will.”
When the coffee was done, she brought their cups over. “Let’s try it at the same time then.”
“I’m going to be watching your face for a reaction, so you won’t be able to hide it if they are terrible.”
He laughed and took the wrapper off, then picked it up. “I’m not sure I can get my mouth on this without leaving half of it on my face.”
“That’s the best part of eating a cupcake,” she said.
They both picked up their cupcakes and bit in. She had frosting on the side of her face and he knew he did because he felt it.
He didn’t grimace with his bite. He didn’t spit it out either.
