She felt her blood rushing through her veins. She knew she was excited for a reason. But, of course, she might have an idea why.
It was his presence at the lunch table. It was the way he kept looking in her direction. It was everything he was making her feel.
"Please, Adam, try this one. It is Sister Eloisa's specialty." One of the sisters passed the delightful sweet cream pie in his direction. "Serena helped bake that."
"I hardly did anything," She interjected, slightly shy for the attention.
"Don't be modest, Serena. You practically baked the pie yourself." Sister Eloisa also responded, praising her for her hard work.
"Thanks, I will love to try it." Adam quickly accepted a large piece of the delectable pie. "It is delicious."
He said after taking a good size slice into his mouth.
