have there?" he asked, grabbing one of the decadent brownies topped with powdered sugar, as Tessa filled both glasses.
"This is a dessert wine," she said. "Dana and I have a little secret stash we hide from my parents."
"Such naughty girls," he said, before taking a bite. "Mmmm, they're still as good as I remember them being when I was a kid."
"Try it with the wine," she said, pushing a glass in front of him.
"Are you trying to get me drunk, Miss Everett?"
"No!" Tessa laughed.
He grinned as he finished chewing another piece of the brownie and picked up the glass of wine.
She was taking a bite of her own brownie as she watched him taste the wine.
"You were right," he said. "The flavors complement each other in a fascinating way."
"Mmmhmm," she said, taking a sip of her own glass of wine. "Better than milk, huh?"
"Indeed."
They indulged, having seconds on both the dessert and the wine, before Tessa cleaned up the tiny mess they'd made.
"That was the perfect way to end this meal," Isaiah said.
"Thank you again," she said. "The food was great."
He pointed to his lip. "You've got a little..."
"Again," she cried. She turned to grab a napkin when she felt his hand wrap around her wrist.
"I've got it," he said, pulling her gently against him. He lifted his hand to her face, brushing his thumb against the corner of her mouth. "There, I got–"
She snatched the last of his words out of his mouth when she suddenly lifted her head and pressed her lips to his. His hands cupped her cheeks and she tried not to moan when his tongue slid inside of her mouth. He tasted like chocolate, wine and something uniquely Isaiah Noble that had her reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck to pull him closer to her.
Needing to breathe, he finally pulled away.
"You know..." he said, pushing her hair out of her face as he ran a knuckle down her cheek, "I was planning on kissing you."
She grinned at him, resting her palms against his chest.
"I know...You were just taking too long."

"A documentary?" Isaac said, grabbing for the salt from the center of the table. Irene reached out and smacked his hand. After rubbing the sting away, he looked at Isaiah, who'd joined them for dinner a few nights after his impromptu date with Tessa. "We've done a documentary already."
"Pop," Isaiah said, shaking his head as he dug into his salad. "That documentary was about Ian, Izzy, Ivy and me and our brief time as musicians. It was about the Noble Quads. The only thing mentioned about Noble Naturals was that it was the business our parents ran. This documentary would be all about you, mom and the company. How you got your start, the highs, the lows, and everything in between."
Isaiah watched his father take in his words, as he continued. "We'd interview you guys extensively, as well as your children," he added with a grin. "And the people around the town of Sweet Rapids. We'd probably also give viewers a look behind the walls of the company. Show them how we run the business. Also, Noble Naturals has always been instrumental in supporting the community. The company played a big part in the historic downtown revitalization project. We should show that too, the philanthropic side of things. And once we figure out our new angle, we can present it near the end of the film and show the world how we're still on top in the world of natural hair care products and no one is taking that away from us."
When Isaac didn't respond right away, still seeming contemplative, Isaiah said, "I mean that is what this is all about really, isn't it? Chic and Sleek tried to buy us out, didn't they? That explains why you were so up in arms when they came out with their own natural line."
"Tell him, Isaac," Irene insisted, clenching her knife and fork in her hands. "Isaiah deserves to know. All of the kids do."
Isaac stared at Isaiah for another moment before sighing. "Yes," he confirmed. "Chic and Sleek came to us with an offer. And of course, we turned them
"This is a dessert wine," she said. "Dana and I have a little secret stash we hide from my parents."
"Such naughty girls," he said, before taking a bite. "Mmmm, they're still as good as I remember them being when I was a kid."
"Try it with the wine," she said, pushing a glass in front of him.
"Are you trying to get me drunk, Miss Everett?"
"No!" Tessa laughed.
He grinned as he finished chewing another piece of the brownie and picked up the glass of wine.
She was taking a bite of her own brownie as she watched him taste the wine.
"You were right," he said. "The flavors complement each other in a fascinating way."
"Mmmhmm," she said, taking a sip of her own glass of wine. "Better than milk, huh?"
"Indeed."
They indulged, having seconds on both the dessert and the wine, before Tessa cleaned up the tiny mess they'd made.
"That was the perfect way to end this meal," Isaiah said.
"Thank you again," she said. "The food was great."
He pointed to his lip. "You've got a little..."
"Again," she cried. She turned to grab a napkin when she felt his hand wrap around her wrist.
"I've got it," he said, pulling her gently against him. He lifted his hand to her face, brushing his thumb against the corner of her mouth. "There, I got–"
She snatched the last of his words out of his mouth when she suddenly lifted her head and pressed her lips to his. His hands cupped her cheeks and she tried not to moan when his tongue slid inside of her mouth. He tasted like chocolate, wine and something uniquely Isaiah Noble that had her reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck to pull him closer to her.
Needing to breathe, he finally pulled away.
"You know..." he said, pushing her hair out of her face as he ran a knuckle down her cheek, "I was planning on kissing you."
She grinned at him, resting her palms against his chest.
"I know...You were just taking too long."

"A documentary?" Isaac said, grabbing for the salt from the center of the table. Irene reached out and smacked his hand. After rubbing the sting away, he looked at Isaiah, who'd joined them for dinner a few nights after his impromptu date with Tessa. "We've done a documentary already."
"Pop," Isaiah said, shaking his head as he dug into his salad. "That documentary was about Ian, Izzy, Ivy and me and our brief time as musicians. It was about the Noble Quads. The only thing mentioned about Noble Naturals was that it was the business our parents ran. This documentary would be all about you, mom and the company. How you got your start, the highs, the lows, and everything in between."
Isaiah watched his father take in his words, as he continued. "We'd interview you guys extensively, as well as your children," he added with a grin. "And the people around the town of Sweet Rapids. We'd probably also give viewers a look behind the walls of the company. Show them how we run the business. Also, Noble Naturals has always been instrumental in supporting the community. The company played a big part in the historic downtown revitalization project. We should show that too, the philanthropic side of things. And once we figure out our new angle, we can present it near the end of the film and show the world how we're still on top in the world of natural hair care products and no one is taking that away from us."
When Isaac didn't respond right away, still seeming contemplative, Isaiah said, "I mean that is what this is all about really, isn't it? Chic and Sleek tried to buy us out, didn't they? That explains why you were so up in arms when they came out with their own natural line."
"Tell him, Isaac," Irene insisted, clenching her knife and fork in her hands. "Isaiah deserves to know. All of the kids do."
Isaac stared at Isaiah for another moment before sighing. "Yes," he confirmed. "Chic and Sleek came to us with an offer. And of course, we turned them
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