-Grace-
“Okay... favorite dessert?” I asked, popping a grape into my mouth.
I was lying on my stomach, looking up at Will, who was leaning back on his elbows, savoring our limited time together. He turned to me with a smile, chuckling slightly.
“Dessert?” he inquired. “I’ve been on an ice block for the last seven years. We didn’t get dessert.”
I laughed a little too as he handed me a strawberry, which I ate from his hand. He lifted his finger where some juice lingered and licked it off, sending a thrill through me as I watched his tongue dart out. I knew just how skilled he was with it.
“Yes, but you didn’t live there your whole life,” I said, trying to steer the conversation back on track.
For a while now, I had been asking him questions and letting him ask me some in return as we g
