“I know you just want another excuse to touch me there,” I whispered, and she gasped in annoyance but was still grinning.
I cut a slice and slid it onto a plate before picking up a small piece. I sent her a daring look.
Her shoulders shook with contained laughter. “Don’t you f*****g dare, Emmett.”
I watched her steadily with a small, smug grin on my face. This must be what tigers felt like, stalking their prey, waiting for the perfect moment.
“Do you trust me?”
“Absolutely not.” Her smile took up her entire face.
“Do it!” someone yelled.
I raised my eyebrows, holding her gaze. “Come on, Adams. Say it.”
She pressed her lips together and rolled her eyes, grinning. “Alright. I trust you.”
Gently, I placed a small piece of cake into her mouth. She watched me the entire time with a hea
