Lyn's POV
We ate our first dinner together at least that was how I felt. My first dinner with my Prince charming or whatever pet name I gave him. The dinner was delicious and having it together with him made it more endearing.
I could feel that he enjoyed it as well because from time to time he paused and watched me eating. I could tell he was staring because his cutlery would stop moving. Once in a while I would look up and catch him staring. He would smile and continue eating. At a time it seemed too conspicuous that I was becoming uncomfortable.
So without raising my head, I said, "Stop staring". He didn't concede, rather he dropped the fork in his hand. I didn't still look up but I persisted.
'Doctor Abel stop staring". Then I saw him fold his hands and I heard him chuckle.
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