Chapter 14
Passion
He sat there and watched her eat that chicken quarter, enthralled by the look of sheer joy on her face. Here he was, accustomed to bolting down his food on most days, and not taking the time to savor the meal, much to chagrin. When she was just the opposite, taking each bite and chewing it slowly in order to get the most out of it. That alone made him realize how devoid her life had been, to the point where she could find pleasure in the simplest of things.
Like eating leftover chicken. Drinking iced tea. Or having strawberry shortcake. The memory of her nearly licking her dessert plate would stick with him for the rest of his life.
Or having strawberry shortcake. But the one memory he couldn’t get out of his head was the sight of her nude body, with the prominent r
