Chapter 37

Dexter

This woman was fun, and all I'd been seeing was the frustrated and wary part of her. She hadn't stopped smiling ever since she got into the parlor.

She requested three different flavors of ice-cream and I was more than willing to give it to her. My only worry was that she could have a stomach upset later. I didn't care if she put on extra weight.

Presently, she was scooping from the strawberry plate, licking it with laser focus.

"Relax, it isn't running away." I teased her, chuckling.

She dropped the plate and moved to the next. "I know it isn't, but can you allow me...