Noah's eyes widened, and he stopped chewing, but the smirk was still there. "Is that right?"
"Sure does." What was she doing? This wasn't playful, this was flirting, something she'd always done so naturally. She needed to stop.
"Even the salty stuff?"
"Especially the salty stuff." Too much! Too much!
That wiped the smirk right off his face, and his dark eyes stared at her now. So she switched gears as fast as she could, standing up and heading toward the living room. "Aren't there a lot of good movies on tonight? We should watch one."
Oh, right. Snuggle up on the sofa together just after she mentioned liking her whipped cream on the salty stuff. She set the champagne glass on the counter just before walking out of the kitchen. She'd had enough. It was bringing out the idiot in her.