James smiled a small smile as his master was bowled over. And she thought he was making an idle boast earlier. He grabbed a spoon and took a delicate taste, not because he was afraid of the effect, but because he wanted to experience it on a subtle level. The tastes were almost perfectly as he had imagined they would be- intoxicating, relaxing, enflaming and simply delicious. He was reminded of the joy his first taste of good dark chocolate had been. He smiled in quiet rapture.<br/><strong><br/>"Master, I do think a bit of mint..."</strong>James began, but was interrupted by Tessa's surprise kiss.