Something had just snapped inside of her when he told her to lay off the sweets. One second, she was blissfully spooning up gobs of whipped cream and hot fudge, mounds of peanuts and rainbow sprinkles and French vanilla, and the next, her dessert had gone sailing from her hand directly into Shannon’s beautiful face. She watched it happen in slow motion. From the time the hard heavy glass left her hand to when it impacted the bridge of his nose seemed to stretch on forever. And when it exploded –

In a shower of ice cream, broken glass, and blood; things had gone wrong at the speed of light. There had been a scream that might have been her own, followed by a hoot of laughter, and by the time she looked away from Shannon, who was huddled there across the table cradling a broken nose in bo...

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