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Descent (Black Heart Romance presents Heaven & Hell)

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“That was generous of you.”

“Really was.” She looks up, her eyes brightening as a woman I assume is our server brings over

a plate of delicious-looking, incredible-smelling food. “Ooh, good,” she says, lightly clapping her

hands together in anticipation.

“Whoa, did you order for me, or what?”

She really is a little like Calvin.

I never noticed it until he pointed it out, but I can kind of see it now.

“Just the appetizer, but believe me, you’ll thank me later.”

I eye it up. “It looks delish, but what exactly is it?”

“Baked goat cheese with tomato sauce and then this gorgeously toasted baguette to scoop it up

with.” She gives her fingers a chef’s kiss. “Amazing. Brian from work brought me here for drinks a

few nights ago and I swear to God, I wanted to move here. Let’s get you one of these passion fruit

martinis, too. They’re amazing.”

I cut her off as the waitress starts to jot that down. “No. No alcohol for me today, thanks. Do you

have iced tea?”

The waitress nods.

“Great, I’ll have that and a glass of water, please.”

The waitress smiles and tells me she’ll be right back. I consider digging into the appetizer, but if

it tastes as good as it looks, I’ll want to be able to look back on its beauty when I’m longing to taste it

again.

Since I have my phone on me, I dig it out and take a picture.

I watch Charity attack the dish first, using the edge of the toasted bread to smear off a little goat

cheese and then drag it through the tomato sauce.

I grab a little toast for myself and do the same thing.

As soon as the food hits my tongue, my taste buds explode in a fit of flavor-induced pleasure.

Covering my mouth, I murmur, “Oh my god.”

“Right?” Charity nods knowingly.

“I don’t even like goat cheese. Why is this so good?”

She smirks and double dips with the bottom half of her toasted bread. I take another swipe too,

then as I’m chewing, I shoot a quick text to Calvin with the picture of the food. “Can Chef Ryan make

this? If not, we have to come to this restaurant for dinner one night because you need to try this.”

He responds immediately. “Chef Ryan can make anything, but I’m happy to take you out for

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