A Kiss Would Taste Even Better

se napkin folded around her u

lip-flopped. "He ca

e." He glanced at Sabrina for app

e kidney-shaped table shrank to half its prev

. That's work, isn't it?" Kit'

late filling oozed out. Mackenzie took a bite

d then looked at Sabrina.

e of the serving staff and the lunch receipts and reported to the restaurant's head manager each evening. The owners, Dominique and her partner

d. "Although I don't hav

air, fingers laced ov

te buds are geared toward spicy foods. But I was just t

's stretched-out legs were in the way. He wore faded jeans an

eat a bit of chocolate every day

id. "But Sabrina only l

ff her spoon. "My sister's in th

e focused on Mackenz

penny-candy emporium in the Village. It's to be called Sweet Something." Mackenzie shot

ina felt it slip over her like

hyllo. "That's ma

a date," Ma

sister's hair herself and she would be no gentler than whe

her the squinty-eyed death ray. "What about yo

sort in Tahiti. They liked my desserts and offered me a j

ove aroun

hav

You two must hav

on her, but this time they were

without being aware of it. The sweetness of the dessert lingered on her tong

moved the conversation forward in her usua

Ohio. But I've

t accent. It doesn't s

e New England, a little French and Italian, all m

ek. But then, very little of their time together had been spent talking. Just

ie nodded. "Our pare

abrina said, even though Ki

it. "Mom and Dad divorced when I was twelve and Sa

es. "It's a suburban

stood and took their plates.

ucy chin tilt and a flick of her hair. "Y

hen management will

s eyes. "Fifty lashes

said, and

She waited until he'd disappeared behi

. "You see what

that man does

made a sing

the type to go in for a slow, teasing sed

ean you're letting

seemed far away. "Oh." She looked acr

sist him?" Sabrina sai

told you.

te dessert two minutes ago and I can promise

ate chemicals accumulate in

uh

?" Mackenzie dabbed her lips with the napkin. "It was a f