To predict his husbandly behavior, divide by two. FROM HER SEAT at the end of the lab table, Piper fidgeted, watching the chances of getting her bonus soon dwindle as Ian moved from the cocoa-raspberry mousse to the transparent chocolate tart with no comment. He shook his dark head almost indiscernibly while scribbling notes on the bottom of each fact sheet. With the previous night’s events hanging between them, their interaction had been limited to nods and monosyl abic words. A stone of worry and regret lay in her stomach. Although the chocolate desserts probably weren’t going to win him over, she felt sure the flirtation that she’d encouraged, then stopped abruptly, hadn’t exactly helped her cause. His eyes did light up at the sight of the simple chocolate layer cake, though. “Chocolate cake—my al -time favorite,” he murmured, probably because the silence was makinghim uncomfortable. With her fingers crossed under the table, she watched his face as he chewed, then swal owed.
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