Twyla ate her burger in record speed. It was a really good burger. She wasn't paying enough attention to tell what was on the burger but she knew it tasted good. The cake Bastian had gotten them was a simple, expertly made, chocolate cake. It was perfect.
"Are you enjoying your cake, Twilight?" Bastian asked. His voice was low and gruff.
"Yes," she whispered.
"I can see that. You have cake all over your face…"
"Where?" Her hand went up to her face.
"Let me help," he offered. He leaned forward and took her chin in his fingers. Twyla's breathing hitched. Bastian pulled her closer and licked the icing off her cheek. "That's better," he rumbled.
