Luca’s POV

I picked up the syrup bottle and poured some over the rest of the waffles on her plate, my mind wandering again when she resumed eating.

My mind quickly went to a bunch of other things which she could clean up nearly with her tongue and I buried my face into my hand as I resisted the urge to do something really stupid in that particular moment, seeing as a lot of bad ideas had chosen that particular moment to fly over my face.

One of those images that had flew over my mind at ...