[Poggio]

He looked down at the last pastry and then to Zosa. Since the boy was preoccupied with washing his hands, the professor crept up to him with the square in tow and gave him a single command. "Open." He said pushing the fluffy flakes near his mouth. Once the boy obeyed he let a small corner inside the ruby lips watching the pearly white teeth bite down, before sharing a kiss on the apple tasting lips.