She brushed her thumb over his cheekbone, eyelashes lowered. “Yes, we can do that, cariad.” A mischievous light came into her eyes. “Are you going to have your wicked way with me?”
“That depends.” The curly-haired boy sucked in a breath, sly grin spreading across his face as he peered down at her. “Can we get pepperoni?”
She spluttered a laugh and gave up trying to be sultry. “Yes, we can get pepperoni. We can get whatever you want, I told you.” Picking up his phone, she unlocked it and started setting up the pizza order. “Large pepperoni, lava cakes … anything else?”