“I’ll have the chef’s salad with a side of fries.”
Jake laughed and pointed at Char. “Same for me.”
She took a sip of wine and closed her eyes.
Mouth completely dry, Jake watched as she savored the red wine and finally swallowed.
He’d be lucky to get out of the restaurant without dying from arousal. He cleared his throat and managed to look away. “So, fries and salad, huh?”
“Best of both worlds.” Char answered.
Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that the glass of temptation, aka the wine, was back on the table. He exhaled and managed to gain a bit more control over himself as their eyes met again.
“So we eat.” Char chewed her lower lip. “Then we get the cake topper, and only one more task?”
“Yup.”
“Should be easy.”
“We’ll be done in no time.” Jake winked.
Chapter Twenty-five
“We really need to stop saying things like that.” Char sighed as they watched the elderly woman type into the computer using only her pointer fingers.
“Now.” Blanche, the owner of the cake shop, stopped typing. “What was the last name?”
“Titus,” Jake said slowly.
“Can you spell that, please?” The lady smiled, revealing a large set of teeth that looked like the perfect dentures.
“Uh, sure. T, I, T, U, S.”
“T.” She typed and looked up.
Char managed not to laugh but only barely. She had to look away.
“I.” Jake paused.
Sure enough Blanche looked up again. Holy crap, the woman would try the patience of a saint!
“T,” he continued.
“Tit?” Blanche coughed. “What kind of last name is that?”
“No, no, no.” Jake leaned over the counter. “There’s two more letters.”
“Oh!” Blanche touched her hands to her cheeks and laughed. “Dearie, I’m so sorry, this old brain doesn’t work as well as it used to!”
“Does it work at all?” Char mumbled under her breath. Jake elbowed her as he continued spelling.
“U.”
Blanche poked the U button and looked up.
Seriously. They could have baked bread in the time it took that woman to type one name.
“S.”