“Eat. That looks delicious,” Veren said. He was holding a big cheeseburger.
She took a bite and almost moaned—the chilled lobster meat was fresh and sweet, with a hint of mayonnaise, celery, lemon juice, and dill. The bread was soft and the combination of flavours sublime.
Veren shook his head at her, his expression a mixture of regret and amusement as he took a bite of his burger. She realised Veren might have ordered the lobster roll for himself, and she took what she wanted without care, without asking him.
“Oh, did you want this?” She felt guilty that she hadn’t even asked Veren before she took the lobster roll.
He laughed. “It doesn’t matter. It's just … your appetite is contagious.”
“No, truly, we can share. I cannot finish this.” She set down the bun to search for a knife to cu
