Page 107 of Kiss the Girl

“This isn’t home.”

“Nope, but I think we could both use some cake,” he said with a wink. “Come on. If we’re lucky, there’ll be some crumb cake. Or cinnamon rolls. Or cupcakes. Ooh…or maybe those giant black and white cookies! Have you tried them yet?”

“Jackson Coleman, we may need to do an intervention. You’re a little obsessed with cake.”

“Nah. Obsessed is a strong word. And besides, you’ll thank me later after we exhaust each other and we curl up in bed and eat cake.”

“Hmm…I kind of love the sound of that.”

“Then let’s go, love. The sooner we pick out our goodies, the sooner we can go home.”

“Deal!”