Chapter 44. Favors

They were sitting at the dining table sharing a bottle of wine and a slice of the most decadent chocolate cake she had ever eaten in her life, courtesy of Isaias’ housekeeper. The woman was an incredible pastry chef according to Liesl’s tastebuds. She took another bite and moaned as the confectionary melted on her tongue and coated her mouth.

“Keep moaning like this and I’m going to spread you on the table and eat you instead of cake,” Isaias teased as he sipped his wine.

“It’s so good.” She covered her mouth with her palm, speaking over the chocolate. “It tastes like sin.”

He chuckled at her words. “Speaking of sins, I have a favor.”

She frowned and set her fork down, “did you have Matilda make me cake to soften me up?”

“Nope. I don’t need to soften you up. I like you feisty.” He leaned sideways and kissed her nose. “I need to fly to Portugal. I want you to stay here while I’m gone.”

She folded her hands on her lap and cursed the thundering of he