Part of me expected him to evade the request as usual, but to my surprise, he answered readily. “I don’t like dessert.” A horrified gasp rose in my throat. “All dessert?” “All dessert,” he confirmed. “Why?” “I don’t have a sweet tooth.” “There are nonsweet desserts.” “Yes, and I don’t like them.” He took a calm bite of his food while I stared at him in disbelief. “I take back what I said. Your soul is definitely suspect. It’s not normal for someone not to like dessert.” I searched for a plausible explanation. “Maybe you haven’t met the right dessert yet.”
