"Are you still in the mood for this?" I asked, backing away from where Florian was sitting.

I could see reluctance in his eyes as I moved away, but that proximity was a little too dangerous for my heart, and I couldn't take it anymore.

"Maybe," he said, then leaned back, resting his weight on his hands, his eyes holding mine. "Are you?"

I shrugged. "I am mostly just hungry. Not really in the mood to cut this up."

He laughed, his lower lip slowly sliding into his mouth, his teeth gently biting down on it. Fuck.

"Want to go for a little ride? We can get you something to...