Isla did not need too much urging to pick up another decadent cookie, she struggled not to moan as she munched on one and she looked at Remi and waited for him to speak, she noticed him staring at her lips and she blushed deeply and choked on the cookie, Remi hurriedly took out milk from a little fridge beside his desk which he poured out into a glass and handed to her, Isla gratefully took the glass and downed the liquid.
When she had first seen the cookies on the table she had believed it was a happy coincidence that her favorite snack had been served at the meeting but now she was sure that Remi had himself requested the chocolate chip cookies because of her, she doubted very much that he stocked his fridge with bottles of milk. She could barely cope with his constant change in moods,
