"Amazingly," she practically groaned as she scooped another finger full of icing off the top of the cup cake. "One day, you'll have to teach me how to cook like this."
This time, instead of pushing her finger into her own mouth, she held it out as if she was offering it to him.
"Would you like to taste?" she asked with a smirk, fulling intending to pull that finger back if he went for it.