Santiago’s POV
By the time we were done eating lunch, Nadia was already full and all over the place. She had eaten four times and now she was groaning from being filled up.
"I think I can die now in peace. Oh my stomach hurts so bad. These people do know how to tickle my taste buds. Do you know how much I am craving more croissants? Can we package some?" She pulled those puppy eyes on me and it worked perfectly well.
"Don't you think this is too much? You might have a stomach ache at night," I warned her but she snatched it away from me and matched out of the restaurant.
"These croissants won't break me. The are perfectly made just for me," she said and began to hum as she waited for me to unlock the car.
"At least I won't have to bother about dinner," I muttered and she f
