I offered a small smile, taking a bite. The flavors melted on my tongue, warm and rich. “It’s delicious,” I admitted.

Her grin widened. “Thank you.”

Before I could say more, Ruth leaned across the table, her grin sly. “So… how did you spend your night?” Her tone dripped with innuendo, and the room instantly shifted—curiosity sparking, eyes turning toward me.

Laughter rippled. A few of them blushed while others whispered and teased, waiting for my reply.

Edward cut in, ...