In the private room, Becky looked at the food spread out before her and fell silent. She had to admit that Devin was a considerate man.
She hadn’t fully recovered from the cold and as a result, neither had her appetite. She could eat, but didn’t want to.
On their way to the restaurant, Devin hadn’t asked her what she wanted to eat. Instead, he had taken her to Tasty Delights, where he had managed to book a private room, despite the difficulty in getting one. The food he had ordered was light and well-suited to her current condition.
Becky suddenly understood why none of Devin’s ex-girlfriends had ever said anything bad about him.
He must be really nice to them when they were together.
“What are you thinking about?” Devin asked, taking her empty bowl and adding some more porridge for her to eat.
Becky smiled at him. “Were you this nice to all of your ex-girlfriends?”
Devin returned her smile. “Is it a problem if I was?”
Becky stirred the porridge in her bowl as she said, “I’m just curious.”
Devin bent down, placing a hand on the back of her chair and the other on the table before her, half-circling her in his arms. “Does this mean you are interested in me now?” he asked, smiling casually.
He was so close that Becky could smell the faint scent of sandalwood on his body, causing her heart to beat faster.
She moved sideways, distancing herself from him. “I’m no longer curious.”
It was true when they said that curiosity killed the cat.
Becky lowered her head and concentrated on eating her porridge.
Devin knew her well enough by now and was used to her silent resistance. He merely smiled and shrugged. He picked up the serving fork and served her some salad. “This is delicious.”
“Thank you.”
Seeing that Devin wasn’t pursuing the topic, Becky glanced at him and heaved a silent sigh of relief.
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