Chapter 0017

A blush spreads across my cheek and nose. Why is he looking at me like that?

“So you like it,” Kent says, his voice low, possessive.

“I do,” I say, hesitating. “Is there something extra…”

“Amaretto,” he says. “Adds notes of apricot and bitter almonds.”

“It’s delicious,” I say, holding his gaze whil