“Never have I ever,” he said, trailing the back of the spoon across her chest. The batter was cold, and she shivered. “Hades—” “Shh,” he said, smirking, and traced the spoon over her lips. She started to lick the batter away. “Stop.” She froze, his eyes heated. “That’s for me.”
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