[It could be because the hearts are making her that much more embarrassed about this whole thing, but the way that grin of his burrows right into her heart and makes a home there is so much more insistent than most. And on a normal day when she isn't about to be consumed by bubbles, it's pretty damn insistent.
But she'll be sure to show her gratitude for him sparing her long enough for her to eat later. For now, she's happy to dig into the crepe, taking it carefully between her fingers and biting into it, whipped cream dabbing her nose.]
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But she'll be sure to show her gratitude for him sparing her long enough for her to eat later. For now, she's happy to dig into the crepe, taking it carefully between her fingers and biting into it, whipped cream dabbing her nose.]
You know... I was thinking of learning how to make these for the café sometime...