Chapter 23
This was by far the most luxurious restaurant I’d ever been in. I picked at the fancy slice of red velvet cake in front of me with my fork, cutting smoothly through the creamy frosting. Mmm, could I replicate this? They probably used the most expensive brand of everything, so even if I repeated the recipe perfectly in terms of technique, it most likely wouldn’t taste as nice.
“Don’t like the cake?”
My gaze swung upward at the sound of Aiden’s voice. I drank in the sight of him sitting across the table from me, butterflies whooshing in my stomach.
His hair was combed more neatly than its typical dishevelled state, and rather than donning his usual sports clothing, a close-fitting collared shirt hugged his body, accentuating his muscled figure beneath. Yeah, it was hard not to
