Chapter 226. Coffee?

ASHER

“Do you want more? There’s plenty of slices left…”

Tate was about to open up their refrigerator to get me more of the graham cake he made, clearly proud of his own recipe. But I quickly shook my head, feeling way too full from all the food we’d cooked earlier with Lee. I only ate the slice Tate offered because he went through the trouble of inviting me in and serving it. I didn’t want him to feel bad or anything.

“No more for me… I’m so full, Tate…” I said, waving one hand at him while shaking my head. I even rubbed my stomach, which felt like it was ready to burst after everything I had eaten tonight. I figured I’d have to cut back tomorrow and get in some serious exercise. I was feeling so unhealthy!

He pouted a little and asked, “Really? You didn’t like it?” His pout deepened.

I quickly shook my head. “I liked it!” I protested immediately. I held up the plate where he had placed the graham cake and said, “I finished it all, and now you’r