Eve
By the time we finished eating, the embarrassment had already found me. It crept up slowly, like heat spreading under my skin, reminding me of how stubborn I’d been… only to end up clearing half of Sage’s plate like a hungry stray. I could still taste the steak on my tongue, which annoyed me even more because it was good. Irritatingly good. And he knew it.
I avoided his eyes as I wiped my lips with the napkin, pretending that I hadn’t practically melted the moment the meat touched my tongue. Pretending my stomach hadn’t growled in betrayal. Pretending I hadn’t eaten all of it once he coaxed me into that “just one bite”.
He didn’t tease me, though. Somehow, that was worse. He only watched me with that quiet expression that said he had seen everything, understood everything, and was c
