It had taken him a long time but he'd finally figured out that when Melinda ignored one question to answer another that he'd been right about his guess that led to the question in the first place. His jaw tightened dangerously for a moment until he forced himself to swallow the curses he wanted to spew.
He caught her hand and held it in his as he spooned up a mouthful of the dessert. He held her gaze as he ate it despte the urge to close his eyes to better savor the rich taste. "It's good," he said thickly. Putting down his spoon, he reached out to pull her chair around closer to him. "Want a bite?" he offered once he'd filled the spoon once more and held it out to her. There was a challenge in his eyes along with a mostly hidden concern for her.