"Here, try this." Nickoli said to me. He picked up his food and held it towards me. "Open up," he said. I scoffed.
"I am not a baby." I said, but nevertheless opened my mouth. Putting the fork into my mouth, Nickoli watched me intensely.
"You like it?" He asked me. I giggled.
"Try controlling your hormones." I said, laughing a bit.
"Well, I try, but it's the things that you do that keeps me on edge," He said. "Eating off of the same fork is such a turn on." He continued to say. I blushed and looked down.
"And yes, I liked it." I said answering his question before. He chuckled.
"Don't hide your face from me." He said. I looked at him through the hair that fell in front of my face. I bit my lip and smiled.
"Now, I want you to try my spaghetti." I said.
"It's not my favorite k
