Layla likes Will Stronghold. He's like sugar cane, strong and tall, a burst of sweetness on her tongue. She encourages him to grow with words and smiles and gentle touches, the way she always has.
Layla likes Warren Peace. He's like the lemons she can't grow. Tart and overwhelming in his sourness. It's not because he's angry, the way everyone thinks. Lemon trees don't bear apples.
Warren Peace doesn't respond to her touches, and ignores her words. And yet, Layla knows all he needs is a touch of sugar to make him palatable. Layla knows just the sugar to add.