Summer’s Point of View
He came to a halt while sampling his meal. Gradually, he glanced up at me, seemingly seeking an explanation for my sudden proposal. On the other hand, I refrained from eating until he responded to me. Luckily, he spoke up just in time to prevent the food from getting cold. “Don't you think it would be too much trouble for you?”
He got back from scooping up a spoonful of the food, brought it to his lips, and savored the taste before placing it back on the plate. His eyes then turned to me, and I couldn’t help but notice how regal he appeared, even while engaging in conversation with me. He fixed his attention forward, and I felt a sense of anticipation rise within me.
I waved my head in return to his question. “I will not kick the bucket if I get moving, Steven,” I
