" You don’t want to want me? Is that right?” A muscle jumped in his cheek when she glanced down. “Well, I plan to make sure you spend the entire day that way. Wanting me. Needing me. Until you get used to it.”

Anticipation buzzed in her bloodstream, but it was tempered with nerves. “How are you going to do that?”

“We’re going to eat lunch, goddammit. "

― Tessa Bailey , Exposed by Fate (Serve, #2)