Chapter 28

"Oh, wow!"

Emma groaned as she tasted the piece of chicken Dante had just pushed into her mouth. It practically melted when it hit her tongue, the meat so tender it just fell apart.

"Amazing, isn't it?"

"Amazing doesn't even begin to describe it." She reached over and stole another small piece from the corner of his plate. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"The steak is good, too."

She nodded, glancing at her own, empty plate. "It was."

He laughed, pushing his plate toward her. "By all means," he said.

"You don't want it?"

"I'd rather watch you enjoy yourself."

Emma bit her lip, memories of him watching her during other, more personal moments, making her squirm a little in her chair. "Either you're the most generous man I've ever met, or you're quite accomplished at hiding your own desires."

"Oh, I think my desires tend to be quite obvious."

Her nipples tightened with a tingle at that. She sat back and looked around the crowded restaurant, needing to concentrate on something else fo