"Wha-?" I jump and whirl around. I was so scared I almost jumped out of my own crust.
My eyes were greeted by a golden crust that looked heavenly, and just begged to be eaten.
"Like what you see?" The mystery pizza asked, slowly drawing out the vowels in a low, husky voice.
"No." I dead-panned.
"Aha!" He smirked. "She bites."
I had a hard time keeping my eyes off the sizzling bacon on his layers of tomato sauce and cheese. I looked back at his crust again. Dayyyuuuummm, I bet a slice of me that his crust was filled with mozzarella cheese.
"Want a bite?" He asked in that same alto tone again.
It was doing weird things to my blueberry filling. I had to restrain myself from nodding yes.
I didn't fall for the temptation, though. I controlled myself, and gave a shake of my head.
"Who are you?" I inquired.
"I am," He paused for dramatic effect. "Extra Cheesy Bacon Pizza."
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The Life of Pie
RomanceYou should read this. No, seriously, you should; however, this story is only fit to be read by certain people. This story is just the right type for you if you... 1. Love pie 2. Hate pie or... 3. Want to marry pizza However, I happen to be engaged...
