C472 Don't Cross the Line

He shook his head and smiled. "I'm not hungry."

"Mo, be good. It won't taste good if you eat it when it's cold."

The soft voice was long and tender. It was as tender as one could be.

How could a man's will make a beauty so soft? He sighed and lowered his head to pinch her nose. "There's a microwave here. It'll be fine as long as it's hot. I'll go eat. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay