DARIAN POV
Seeing her soft, kissable lips close around the chocolate soufflé, I was done for.
I mean—yeah. I’d already been sporting a raging b***r just because Sammy was… Sammy. That was my baseline now. Sammy exists? Hard. Sammy breathes? Harder. Sammy looks at me with those hazel-brown eyes that somehow glow gold when she’s happy? Game over.
But this—this was a whole new level.
She blinked, her lashes fluttering when the molten chocolate hit her tongue. Then her eyes snapped wide, hazel bright and glassy with surprise.
And she moaned.
A soft, throaty, Goddess-kill-me-now moan.
Fuck. I nearly groaned out loud. My c**k twitched so hard I actually shifted on the blanket, praying to every moon goddess in existence that my sweatpants would hold the line.
Did I have a food kink? A cho
