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⊰ 25 ⊱ Receipt for Disaster
I love cheesecake so much.
A hum echoes from the back of my throat as I moan softly at the spoonful of the best strawberry cheesecake I’ve ever had in my entire life.
This is…heaven. I am in heaven.
I sway side to side in delight as I set the spoon down on the now-empty dessert plate, savoring the last bite. A smile plays on my lips as I lift my eyes to meet Cade’s, capturing the pensive look in his gaze.
He watches me for a moment longer, a soft sigh parting his lips as his eyes break from my own, looking up to motion for the waitress. She’s swift, moving to the table and laying the check presenter on it. As she reaches to take the empty plate in front of me, Cade sets down his black card on top of the presenter, sitting back in his chair as the waitress takes the bill and excuses herself kindly.
Well, he still never looks at the bill.
…
Oh, yeah. He’s a bi
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