“Nahhh, you needed a little razzle dazzle,” he said leading her into the house. “Chef made some lunch. I know you haven’t ate.” “You like to think that I don’t eat until you feed me.” Julius pulled her into his body, kissed her lips and lingered there for a moment. “You weren’t fed until I fed you. And apparently I was thirsty before I drunk from you. So we even.”
