"We're not trying some?" I'm disappointed. He said there would be chocolate tasting tonight.
I hadn't realized how close I'd worked myself next to him as we stood in front of the case until I need to take a step back in order to see his entire face.
"We'll be back for hot chocolate later, but let's eat dinner first. Don't worry, I wouldn't bring you to a chocolate factory and not let you take some home," Finn promises. I swear, the man can read my mind. That or all the years Ben's harassed me about my lack of a poker face weren't merely mean-spirited jokes at my expense.
Hand in hand we jaywalk across the street to a large grey building hidden by trees. It isn't until we reach the door that the name Tacolicious comes into view. The store hours are listed directly below in the same thin,
