“Why? Give me one good reason why.”
“Because I love you, baby,” he said, leaning over the case of day-old cakes to grab at her arm. She didn’t jerk it away and he managed to bring it up and take hold of her hand instead. He brought the tips of her fingers to his lips and kissed them gently.
There wasn’t heat like there was with Trent, but it still brought out something in her. Something good. A long forgotten memory of what it was like to be touched by a person who cared.
Did DeShawn truly care?
“I don’t trust you, and I don’t need that,” she said, pulling her hand from his grasp and wiping the back on her apron with a sour expression.
“You never gave me a chance to prove myself to you. I love you so much, baby, and you ain’t never given me the chance to show it.”
“What are you talki
