Alexa's POV
And these mashed potatoes – perfectly whipped and swimming in a smidge of salted butter. Together, added with a decadent cheese sauce on top of all of the dishes, my taste buds explode in flavor.
Dustin reaches over to clasp my hand, observing the joy on my face with just as much pleasure. "You look so delighted over the food?" Dustin throws in his thoughts, which I expected. I know he loves to comment on my life, how I act, each of them sounding as a compliment. I look up from my food with a smile.
So I look up with a blush, back to my food, not saying anything. All that's occupied in my mind is, Food! Food! Food! I wish he would let me eat my food in peace. Smiling and not saying anything sends the signal that I don't want discussion right now, we could do that aft
