“I can never eat a whole dessert,” Ashlee turned back and smiled at Clem as they left the restaurant, “thanks for sharing with me, Sugar.”
“Any time you like,” Clem let the door close behind them, and settled his leather jacket over his shoulders.
If watching Ashlee eat was fun and distracting, then sharing food with him was downright erotic. The young man had bit the end of his thumb gently and asked Clem to share with him in the most adorable manner, and then taken the extra fork away so the