I think I got the ingredients from a very different store, Xavier said quietly, stepping away from the oven where his freshly baked tray of cookies sat on the counter. He wanted to try them on his own first before giving you a taste but realized something was off the moment he finished one. He was never the best in the kitchen, you both knew that, but he had been adamant about doing things himself — including shopping for the ingredients. Xavier rifled through the items he added to his cookies, his eyes scanning the packaging as he thought, All of these are laced with aphrodisiacs. No wonder the storekeeper looked smug... Xavier couldn't face you, not when you were seated at his dining table with a confused look on your face. He knew you'd notice the outline of his erection straining against his sweatpants immediately. However, he also couldn't bear the thought of sending you away.