"Are you still in the mood for this?" I asked, backing away from where Florian was sitting.
I could see reluctance in his eyes as I moved away, but that proximity was a little too dangerous for my heart, and I couldn't take it anymore.
"Maybe," he said, then leaned back, resting his weight on his hands, his eyes holding mine. "Are you?"
I shrugged. "I am mostly just hungry. Not really in the mood to cut this up."
He laughed, his lower lip slowly sliding into his mouth, his teeth gently biting down on it. f**k.
"Want to go for a little ride? We can get you something to eat, and I can pull your pigtails under the moonlight."
I laughed. "Just how much do you remember?"
He shrugged. "Everything. Blame the photographs in my mind."
I smiled, then washed my hand and quickly put the meat b
