Chapter 30 Dinner Ii

• ~Devonte~
• Dinner was pretty good, but enjoying it with my mate sitting across from me was hard. I kept noticing her every movement, how she chews, how her tongue grazes her lips. I wanted to be the fork she ate with, the cup she drank from. Hell, I wanted to be the food itself.
• I somehow managed to finish eating, and now we are sitting quietly with an after-dinner drink. “We should talk.” I look up at Lynn, her fingers caressing her glass. I clear my throat.