the birthday boy said, bringing out the main course. “I thought the chicken wings were all we were getting,” Hannah said. “I stuffed my face.” “I couldn’t help noticing that,” Adam answered. “But knowing you as I do, I’m fairly confident that you’ll find some space for the pizza.” Hannah turned to Vivienne. “Should I hit him now,” she asked, “or wait till he’s brought the dessert out?” Vivienne smiled. “Maybe wait,” she murmured. “Bloody right,” Wally said. “The dessert is what I came for.” And Hannah’s smile, when she looked at him, made him want to walk around the table and grab her. “You and your sweet tooth,” she said. “Me and my sweet tooth,” he agreed, and he wondered if she was remembering, like he was, the day he’d walked into her shop to claim his free cupcake.
