The Billionaire’s Cook
Looking over the decent-sized spread in front of us, Coraline tapped her chin in thought before picking up a toasted bagel slathered with cream cheese and directing it towards my mouth.
“Here, have a bite first,” she told me, her brown eyes glinting with playful flirtiness for the first time ever.
I obeyed without much thought, my mouth opening to sink my teeth into the chewy dough of the bread.
The cream cheese smeared across my lips in the process but before I could run my tongue over it, Coraline was quick to cup my jaw in her small hand, lean forward, then dart out her own tongue to lick it off herself.