"Eat slowly. I'm not taking it from you, Brittany."
"This is my favorite food," she smirked and put a big piece of French toast in her mouth.
Her mouth movements were fast and excited. There was whipped cream at the corner of her lips mixed with strawberry sauce. Logan looked at her like he wanted to lick it then put Brittany's lips in his mouth. It must have tasted as sweet as the French toast Brittany was enjoying. But it was even better, because it contained Brittany's sexy lips.
"I'm afraid you'll choke if you eat too fast like that." Logan took a tissue and rubbed the corners of Brittany's lips. He was still sane enough not to become a maniac in the middle of the cafe, which was busy with the wave of breakfast.
“Oops, did I eat like a pig? Is there whipped cream on my lips?”
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