Still Grace's P.O.V.

"You have?" I grinned, "What did you order?"

He smirked, "Not telling!"

I rolled my eyes at him making him giggle.

I didn't have long to wait until I found out what it was because a few minutes later the dessert arrived!

"Your dessert. Two spoons yes?" said the little waiter.

Mike nodded at him and he went away again.

I was left staring at the giant glass sundae bowl that was bigger than my head! It was over spilling with what looked to be vanilla and chocolate ice cream, hot fudge sauce trickled down the sides, fresh pieces of chocolate brownie were scattered in and among the ice cream, giant pieces of honeycomb stuck out from the top, the whole lot was topped off by a massive helping of whipped cream.

My eyes were in indulgence overload, although I was stuffed from the past two courses I had just previously eaten, I suddenly found a lot more room to dig into this, my eyes really were bigger than my belly!

"Not exactly Mexican cuisine...but hot damn is it good!" Mike said, a look of awe on his face.

We immediately started to stuff our faces with all these sugary delights,  it was going to be challenge to make the slightest dent in this monster.

15 minutes of hardcore sundae eating later I was well and truly beaten, I flopped back into my chair and held my stomach, "Ughh! I can not physically eat ANYTHING ELSE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE! I'm gonna explode..." I groaned.

All I heard from Mike was a little giggle, he was too busy devouring this mountain. He just kept going and going and...going!

It wasn't too long later that I stared at him in disbelief as he dabbed at the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

I lunged forward and inspected the entirely empty giant sundae bowl, I was well and truly flabbergasted..."What the-! Where the-!? How are you not fat?!" I asked astonished.

He laughed loudly then shrugged, "I like ice cream..."