Lesley’s POV
And…
Welcome to the most awkward dinner in history!
Dinner wasn’t as much dinner, as Cedrick just ordering some Chinese – and because he had no idea what I liked, he ordered one of everything.
I hated to admit it, but--- the gesture was sweet.
But right from the moment we sat down, there was a heavy silence in the room that neither of us really knew how to break. Chopsticks and noodles didn’t go very far for conversation and the weather was not something we wolves really bothered discussing. We had fur! Wind and rain may knock down trees, but it didn’t make us particularly cold…
I fiddled with my dumplings for a while, trying to eat with chopsticks – and not look like a fool while doing it. Now and then I glance at Cedrick, who eats like he was f*****g born with chopstic
