Oh god. Jovie says the most unexpected things just because she wants to do it. Because she was hugging me, I finished quickly.
Jovie, as usual, went through with her word and held it in her hand. “This looks weird. I used to see girls eating this in the books I read. Can I have a taste?” she queried, her interest very much piqued.
“No!” I quickly took a towel and wiped her hand in embarrassment.
She asked, “Do you hate it? I think the guys in the book love it.”
“But the girls aren’t like you...” I said sheepishly. “Enough of that. I have to go back to my city now. Let’s chat next time.”
She murmured an assent. “Sure. We have weekly meetings here, so come over once a week.”