Julissa looked at the small piece of beef on her plate. It wasn't that she disliked it, but there was something about it that felt... a bit awkward.
He used his chopsticks to serve her food, and she couldn't shake the feeling that she was eating the same food he had touched... The thought of this made her cheeks flush slightly.
Logically, Scott, a man with such a sense of propriety, wouldn't have done this intentionally.
She glanced at Scott, who was now chatting with others, acting as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Perhaps she was overthinking it; maybe men just didn’t think that deeply…
So, Julissa began to eat. She wasn’t going to be too fussy and couldn’t exactly refuse to show Scott any respect.
But as she chewed on the beef, something still felt off, though she
