Jasmine POV
"I think you should slow down," I tell the man sitting beside me, holding practically an empty plate.
Nodding, he mumbled a mouthful. "It's a curse not to finish your birthday cake."
I was giggling while my eyes trailed to his mouth.
Griffin sure didn't eat half of the cake neatly.
Smiling, I shift my body closer to his until we can exchange the same air. He smells so lovely; it's intoxicating.
Gradually tempting and daring, I dipped in closer and tenderly kissed the whipped cream on his minty coral lips, his lower nose, a smear on his cheekbone, and along his jawline until I was utterly lost in the heavenly essence of his.
"I've never heard of that."
He sits the small dish aside and snakes his arm around my waist, pulling me over his lap, my legs straddling his t
