QUOTE : His left hand rested on the island to my right, while his other hand purposely grazed my elbow as he leaned in, reaching for the bag of chocolate chips and pinning my hips to the island. “Just thought I’d help you make pancakes.” His taunting tone was husky with underlying meaning as he bent down, his lips nearly touching mine. “My specialty is licking . . . the spoon when you’re done.