There was silence.
The comfortable kind of silence really, the kind where you sit and enjoy each other’s presence—in this case, enjoying the dark sky streaked with dotted stars. The man… Cameron was contently eating his bread and poached cod, enjoying his food with obvious relish. He didn’t speak or look at her for the past minutes that they had been here, it was as if she was not even there. The two content to be by their own.But things clearly different if they had went here by their own. What an odd feeling.
The scent of mouth-watering fish engulfed her senses, she realized that she was quite hungry and bit into the wheat slice she had topped with kogt torsk. Each bite was warm and fulfilling, pleasurable even. “Beautiful evening isn’t it?” she asked, nearly wanting to jump out
