Khalida smiles. “How does it taste? I’ve yet to eat.” At that statement the crowd of boys erupts into volunteering to accompany her while she eats. She frowns. “If you don’t mind, Levi, I’d like you to come with me. I’m sure dessert is set out by now if your still hungry.”

Asa sucks harder, moaning a little as her hands slip inside his shirt and roam his body. 

Sorcha nods. “You go ahead. I’m leaving when Khalida does.”