462 Bury the Hatchet

Billie Bob Taylor 

"Well I don't mind," I pressed a kiss to Benedito's lips. He licked his lips and his face turned slightly red. "The spice really kicks in, hey."

"I don't know why you would do this to yourself," acting as if he was unbothered by the spice of my chips, he grabbed his hot chocolate and took a long sip. His face was already turning red but I knew it would do his macho exterior no good if I mentioned it. "You don't mind?"

I shook my head, "Danilo technically Catholic now and we're getting married. I guess I gotta follow suit. Anyway it would be nice to meet the Pope and everything."

He laughed, "We're not going to meet him."

"Oh," I scrunched my nose, "Well I guess world's richest man title don't earn you nothing."