You hummed as you walked down the ail at the supermarket, looking for cake. There! You reached for the devil's cake that you loved, it was the last one, just as someone else reached for it.

"Hey!" The man said "That's mine!"

"I don't see your name on it!" You said with a pout.

"Devil's food!" He through his arms around wildly "It's mine!" He pouted, it was then that you realized he was adorable.

"Why don't we split it!" You wiggled your eyebrows suggestively.

"Oh, well then" he said in a deeper voice "can't let you get all of it" he grinned.

You blushed and pulled out your cell phone "Here's my number" you turned the box in hand "call me" you through over your shoulder tossing a napkin with your number with the words.

A/N
Yea... I know. It sucks.