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sounded exactly like something I would have done as a child. “And you never got caught?”
    “Nope . I think our parents knew we were sneaking chocolate, but they never said a word about it.”
    We continued laughing and talking, but when the waitress brought out our dessert, all laughing ceased, and I simply stared at what she set on our table. The dessert was like nothing I had ever seen. Have you ever had one of those out-of-body experiences? Where your soul just leaves your body and you’re floating overhead, looking at yourself? Well, I didn’t have one of those— this was something that would never be documented…ever.
    The dessert filled a huge champagne glass, topped off with whip cream, dark cherries, and chocolate shavings. I could see the different layers of whipped cream and what looked like either chocolate pudding or mousse, along with dark cherries. I couldn’t do anything but stare in shock, my mouth gaping over what I was seeing before me. I looked over at Max, who was obviously trying to suppress his laughter by covering his mouth.
    “Please tell me you don’t eat this entire thing by yourself ,” I said.
    He shook his head , still holding his hand over his mouth, while he looked back and forth between me and the dessert. I honestly didn’t want to eat the damn thing; it was too beautiful to disturb. Grabbing my purse, I took my phone out, and like an idiot, I took a picture. No one would have believed me if I told them how gorgeous it was. As I snapped the picture, Maxleaned into my view, his head beside the champagne glass and a goofy look on his face. I started laughing as I put the phone down, and soon we both grabbed our spoons to dig into the decadent confection. I found out that the chef used chocolate mousse rather than pudding, but I honestly didn’t care; every bite I took was like heaven on earth.
    As we ate, every once in a while, I would look over at Max, and it seemed he was watching me while we ate. My gaze fell to his lips, and I stared as the spoon entered his mouth. I couldn’t help but watch him, taking in the way the spoon would enter his mouth, only to slowly exit from between his lips and then he’d lick off the remaining cream. His movements were so sensual, I had to cross my legs and squeeze my thighs tightly together. The sensation I experienced while watching him perform such a seemingly innocent act intensified each time he licked his full lips.
    “Excuse me, I’ll be right back.” Quickly , I got up from the table and made a hasty retreat toward where I thought I’d find the bathroom.
    Thank God for signs , because I wouldn’t have known where the hell I was going.
    When I got inside the ladies’ room, I quickly went to the sink and turned on the faucet, then grabbed and thick wad of paper napkins from the dispenser. I wet them all, wrung them out, then unbuttoned my blouse. I swear I had never felt such heat before in my life. I softly dabbed myself with the cool paper, but it wasn’t helping calm my nerves. It only made me even hotter. My God, I needed some relief, and this was not the place to be doing it.
    “You’ve got to calm yourself down , Sarah, before you go back out there. Lord knows that man makes you hot, but you can’t let him know that. Take a deep breath, girlfriend, freshen yourself up, and go back out there with a smile.”
    Looking into the mirror , I breathed deeply, then went to the bathroom stall to use the toilet, came out, and hastily freshened up before I went back out into the dining room.
    But instead of waiting for me at the table, Max stood near the podium. “I went and paid for our lunch already. I don’t have long on my lunch break, so we must head on back.”
    I nodded . Leaving was a great idea because I honestly couldn’t handle watching him eating anymore of that dessert.
     

 
    Chapter Three
     
    I never dreamed I’d have another lunch date with Max. That day at the café had completely unnerved me, and thinking