He pulled the chair next to Jess without waiting to be invited to their table. It irked him to see Jess whispering with this guy in spectacles over a Quesadilla, while with him she kept on saying that she was busy.
"I never peg you to like Mexican food, Miss Zimmerman." He draped his arm over the backrest of her chair, as he picked up the last piece of Quesadilla on her plate.
"I am not easy to figure out, Mr. Tiefenbacher." she grinned at him watching him eat her last piece of Quesadilla. 'The nerve of this man!'
He nodded in agreement with his mouth full, "That's why I can't figure out why you haven't accepted my invitation for a meal when you aren't that busy." he wiggled his eyebrows on her.
Noah was about to put the last bite of Quesadilla on his mouth when he got startled by Jess grabbing his wrist, opening her mouth, and put his half-eaten Quesadilla in her own mouth. She even licked the cheese from his finger that leaked from the damn Quesadilla!
