Demi's pov
I eyed Eros shyly as he worked on his plate, my tongue tied, twisting in shame as I contemplated if to ask him for help or not knowing that we were in public and I didn't want to embarrass him.
"Here you go, Bambi." He let out a sigh with a small smile gracing his lips and he picked up his dish switching it with mine, "Eat up."
I looked down at the plate, a dainty grin forming on my face as I realized that all that cutting wasn't for his comfort but for mine, as he had cut the tender meat into tiny pieces as well as the broccolini.
I swallowed lightly picking up my spoon, muttering a thank you before I began to eat slowly.
"What's your favorite color?" He asked suddenly as we ate, "What do you like doing? Tell me about you."
I dropped my spoon gently and cleared my throat
