Hey," Natalie said. "You're here early."	"It's almost seven. Why are you covered in chocolate? Your clothes and your...your face. Both your faces."	Luke looked at Natalie, really looked at her. Yep, she was smeared with chocolate like it was camo paint, transferred from his mouth to hers and back again too many times to count.	"We were..." Natalie began. "We were just ---"	"Sampling," Luke cut in. If Natalie had wanted Ivy to know, she would've come straight out with it.	Ivy crossed her arms. "Sampling?"	"Yeah, I'm interested in her...product. So she let me, uh, try some." Wow, he couldn't have sounded kinkier if he'd tried.	"But it's all over the floor on that side of the lab. Like, all over the place. It's even on the wall. How did it get on the ceiling? You must be one sloppy eater.
Ophelia London, Kissing Her Crush
contemporary-romance