"You could eat an entire carton and still be skinny."
I folded my arms immediately. "It's not about being skinny."
His eyebrow lifted.
"It's about discipline." Another lift.
"Morals."
His mouth twitched.
"And principles."
The twitch became a grin.
"Which, clearly, are things you don't have."
That made him laugh again. The i***t actually looked pleased by the insult.
Knox leaned back in his chair and crossed one ankle over his knee. "I love that we're getting to know each other so well."
I wanted to throw something at him. Instead, I settled for glaring.
Unfortunately, Knox appeared immune to my glare. He raised a hand and called over one of the employees.
"Praline for me."
Then he pointed toward me.
"Caramel for the lady."
I froze.
Before I could object, he continued.
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