Honey cake part 2
"Of what?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.
"Why, the honey, of course! We have to ensure it's worthy of the cakes!" she proclaimed, grabbing a spoon and dipping it into the honey jar.
"Oh, I'm undoubtedly not a honey connoisseur! But let's do this!" I replied with exaggerated zeal, ready to dive headfirst into a sweet indulgence.
"Here, I'll share my expert opinion," Aeliana said, cheerfully and with a twinkle in her eye. She scooped up a generous spoonful and held it out toward me.
"Open wide!"
With a dramatic flair, I stuck my tongue out like a baby bird receiving a morsel. "Feed me, oh great chef of the sweet arts!"
Aeliana laughed, holding the spoon just above my open mouth. "Alright, here you go!"
I opened my mouth wider, and just as the honey was about to touch my tongue, she pulled it back slightly, teasing me. "Just kidding! Who can trust a honey thief?"