I lean forward and take the bite directly from his hand.
Oh. My. God.
It is impossibly sweet. The soft, red dough literally melts the second it touches my tongue, slipping down my throat in an instant with a burst of rich, sugary syrup. What an incredible taste!
My eyes practically sparkle. I cup one hand over my cheek, completely dropping my serious political facade. "Ahm! It is so sweet! Give me one more!"
Lucian stares at my delighted expression for a heartbeat. His stoic face doesn't change, but his eyes soften just a fraction. Without a word, he turns back to the table and spoons two more pieces onto the tiny crystal plate.
He brings his hand up and feeds me the next one. I close my eyes, happily savoring the delicious, squishy treat.
