"Certainly," he agreed, delicately licking his spoon clean of the chocolate still on it, merrily content, before washing the rich bite back with some of the port.

He watched her bite into the strawberry and he to look away from that as well, feeling impulsive and giddy, having to remind himself that he just said he needed time and she just said she'd left someone behind.

"Do you mind if I have another bite?" He chuckled softly. "I'm going to have to make sure my lemon cake is very good."