When the last bite was gone, Emily stood, gathering the plates. "Alright, lover boy. Decision time."
Lucas raised an eyebrow, intrigue sparking in his eyes. "Oh?"
She leaned against the counter, purposely arching her back just enough to make the babydoll ride up. "I've got a chocolate gateau chilling in the fridge. Question is, do you want that now, or are you too... distracted for dessert?"
Lucas' eyes darkened, his gaze raking over her body with unmistakable hunger. "f**k, Em. You know damn well I can't think about food right now."
"You sure?" she teased, voice huskier than intended. "It's a damn good gateau."
In one fluid motion, Lucas was on his feet, closing the distance between them. "The only thing I want to taste right now," he growled, "is you."
Emily's breath caught as he c
