Chapter Twenty-Three
They did everything but feed each other and in the end, for safety’s sake, Emily lay on her back rather than face him. ‘I never want to stop eating,’ Emily said. ‘Nor me.’ ‘But I have to,’ Emily said, closing her eyes under the lovely weight of feeling full. ‘Though the pastries are calling me.’ ‘We’ll have dessert later,’ Hugh said, and she thought of the tiny blueberry and lemon-curd tarts and wanted an empty stomach to devour them. ‘It will be good for the photos to spread them out a bit...’ Hugh’s voice trailed off as realisation hit. ‘Oh!’ Emily’s eyes snapped open and met Hugh’s. They hadn’t taken a single photo. Which was the whole point of him being here! ‘Okay,’ Hugh said, and dealt with it immediately. ‘Just stay there.’ He pulled out his phone and took a photo of Emily h
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