It’s cream and curd cheese. The brown layers don’t look like a spongy chocolate cake. Poking out my tongue, I sample my spoon, humming in utter delight when the flavors of cream, cranberry, and a sweet rye bread give my taste buds an orgasm.
Digging my spoon in for a bigger helping, I pile the dessert high and take my first big bite. It’s like heaven in my mouth, and I can’t silence my moan.
For the next few minutes, I’m lost in culinary bliss and don’t realize I have company until I look up and see Alek watching me. I pause midbite, suddenly embarrassed. We were supposed to blend in, and here I am, making love to my trifle.
Swallowing down my mouthful, I watch as Alek saunters over, eyes never wavering from me. Heat creeps up my neck, and I look down, ensuring my skin isn’t blotchy, gi
