[Poggio]

Galvin pulled in the cart, capturing one of the stray berries at the top of the crepe for himself. He pushed the cart close to the bed. With a smirk he seated himself on top of the others still moist hips and straddled them. He plucked a large strawberry drenched in cream and brought it to his lips with an eye brow raised. “You didn't say please.” He sucked on the tip of the fruit.