“At least I can make a mean sauce.” I’m not one to brag, but come on. If I could bathe myself in this cheesy delicacy, I totally would. James leans in to smell it. When his eyes find mine, his face so close I can’t help but swallow back my nerves, he gives me one of his warmest smiles. I don’t see those very often, so I make sure to treasure it. “Just when I thought you couldn’t be more talented.”
