“That’s…” I let my sentence trail off and pick up a cupcake instead. “Well, you know what they say, there’s a first time for everything.” His eyes scan my face, like he’s trying to memorize every freckle on it as he walks toward me. My cheeks heat with every step he takes. I expect him to snatch the cupcake from me so he can eat it, but he dips his head…then runs his tongue ring across my lower lip. “It tastes sweeter than it looks,” he murmurs before edging away.
