The label on the bubble tea read "half sugar, with extra pearls and coconut jelly."
Holly Winslow tilted her head to look at Mortimer Quincy's handsome side profile, and a sweet feeling flooded her heart. She glanced around before leaning close to his ear. "Thanks, honey."
Mortimer Quincy turned his head slightly and raised an eyebrow, a smile in his low, husky voice. "You're welcome. Just sneak off into the woods with me for a bit tonight."
Holly Winslow: "..."
So much for the touching moment.
'What a perv.'
She stuck the straw into her bubble tea and took a huge slurp, puffing her cheeks out. She shot him a warning look, threatening to spray a mouthful at him if he said another word.
Like a little koi fish.
Mortimer Quincy couldn't hold back a laugh. He reached out and poked her puffy cheek, whispering, "If you dare to spray, I dare to kiss you." He even wiggled his eyebrows after speaking.
He looked quite expectant.
