Contracts of Desire: The Billionaire Romance Collection
“Thank you! It’s one of my latest creations. I call it the Imperial Champagne. A champagne-infused vanilla velvet cake with champagne mascarpone cream, strawberry compote, and vanilla bean buttercream.”
I nearly melted into the chair. No one knew this, but I had a bit of a sweet tooth.
“Ohh,” I breathed, closing my eyes for a second. “Talk dirty to me.”
Nicolai burst out laughing. Not one of his quiet, controlled laughs either.
A real one.
I opened my eyes to find him watching me with open amusement, and somehow, that made my face warm faster than the champagne cake ever could.
“Well…” he said, turning back to Chef Palstin, his tone laced with humor, “I believe we have a winner.”