The Dancer and the Mafia's Chef
she said with a lilt, then stood up, moving with her arms to balance easier.
He watched her, staying on the ground, then asked, "What about chocolate tasting?"
She raised her eyebrows down at him.
He grinned. "Freezer. Bottom drawer. Left."
She went and got some chocolates from there, eating them happily. She heard some notifications from Declan's phone, probably the images Pelouche was going to send. Maybe. She gave him some more time to look at those if that was the case, and also enjoyed the chocolates she had, smiling as they slowly melted or she crushed them and let the flavor burst in her mouth. Declan wasn't a full blown chocolatier, but he made chocolates and chocolate covered foods,
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