68 Chapter Sixty-eight : Her Puppy

Izzy's POV

I hated Red. Hated strawberries. It had the colour Red. Red is so childish and feminine. But why does this strawberry look so tempting in his hand?

I gave Pedro a quizzical look, does he want me to actually eat that ? Though the idea of eating that disgust me to the core and gives me the urge to swat him but when I stared into his eyes - his tempting blue eyes , I found myself asking, why was I resisting it anyway?

His thick and strongly arched brow drew together, his expression sullen " You don't like it ? "

My mouth twitched, why did it look like my puppy was unhappy ? Does he really want me to actually eat that? Fine Izzy, let's do this just this once and no more - you can't make your puppy unhappy.

I saw a flicker of sadness cross his features and I found myself saying "Feed me " and as expected, his brows shot up and his eyes twinkled.