"Well, a little bird told me of your weak spot for chocolate." He says with a wink.

"Alex." I groan and he nods, laughing. She is right; I have a serious addiction to chocolate. I really believe the stuff should be banned because it’s the main problem for my hips and ass. No, actually I don’t want it banned, I would have to buy it illegally and then end up in prison on a chocolate overdose.

"What else did she say?" I ask, feeling my cheeks going red.

"I'm afraid we discussed you’re running around the house naked phase at seven, and my favourite memory is the time you tried to save a cat in a tall tree and got stuck for a whole night, while everyone searched for you." He laughs with me as I chuckle. I put my hands on my red cheeks trying to hide them.

"The damn cat betrayed me,” I say with a pout as Wyatt laughs.

“How did the cat betray you?” He manages to say between laughter.

“The cat climbed down, once I got up and walked off. I had to have firefighters use their truck ladders to get me down." Wyatt laughs harder as I add,

"The whole neighbourhood, who had looked for me, had to watch as I was thrown over one of the men shoulders and my trousers fell down, flashing everyone my kitten knickers," I say with a slight grumble that makes Wyatt laugh more.

I can't help but laugh with him, as I plan ways to get back at my revealing friend later.

The waiter smiles as he hands us the chocolate pudding cake with only one spoon.

Wyatt calms down enough to break off a bit of mouth-watering cake and smirks at me.

"Try this," he whispers as he leads the spoon to my mouth, and slowly feeds me the cake. I can't help the small moan that escapes my lips as I taste the amazing flavour of the cake.

I look up to see Wyatt eyes almost glowing black before he looks away.

"You can have the rest if you want." He says gently.

"We can share," I say and we take turns feeding each other. It became way too much of a turn on every time he licked the spoon that I had to go to the toilet to calm down and get away from him for a second before I do or say something embarrassing. I finish in the bathroom and when I come back to the table, there is a man in my seat.