Chapter 52

Sarah's POV

I picked up a piece of pancake with the fork and brought it in front of his mouth but he shook his head.

" What?"

" Feed me with your hand, not the damn fork. " He said.

" What?? Are you out of your mind? It's a pancake, not pizza. "

" Do as I said, please. "

" But you are having it with maple syrup, my hands will get sticky. And everyone eats the pancakes with a fork and a knife. " I said.

" So what? I want you to feed me with your hand. " He said firmly. I was sick of his weird wishes.

" No! "

" Do it, love! Don't force me to make you do it. " He said. I glared at him but he was not at all bothered.

" Fine! " I picked up a piece, and made him eat it, he opened his mouth and took it easily but when I was about to pick up another piece, he caught my hand and licked the syrup off from the tips of my fingers, one by one. The rough texture of his tongue created a sweet friction on my fingers and I shivered. I looked at him and he smirked.

" Chris..."

" Yes, beautiful? "

" Don