Kate's eyes held an uncharacteristic intensity.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Meeting Kate's gaze, Ivy's heart fluttered wildly like a startled fawn. Her voice softened coquettishly, "So, I still look quite appetizing, don't I?"
Kate ignored the comment, placing several more bites of food into Ivy's bowl, as if hoping to silence her.
The lively spirit within Ivy wilted instantly, sighing and shaking her head as she lamented that she truly held no allure for Kate.
Sitting across from her, Kate watched as Ivy's expressions shifted from frowns to pouts. She longed to peer into that head to see what fanciful thoughts were swirling inside.
For the first time, Ivy found the food tasteless. Having savored the best, her heart yearned for more.
To her, the kisses from yesterday and today were the most delectable treats she'd ever tasted.
She wanted more—much more.
