Dinner was ready sooner than later, and the pair could be seen seated side by side. The stake and ribs that Melody had requested were served on the table along with some other delicacies, all almost eaten. Damian could only sit watch as she ate in amusement while wondering if the food was that good.
He watch her chew and swallow with much delight like it was the best she had but he knew not believe that. He was good but Melody had always good meals. He was tempted to tasting the food in her mouth to know if what she was eating tasted different from what he had.
"Are you that hungry?" He asked.
"No, but you made these, so I exceptionally like them," Mody replied. A satisfied smile formed on Damian's lips, knowing g he was not the only one who enjoyed a meal preparef by her, but she does the same with a meal made by him. "I think I should stop now. I'll over feed myself if I go on like this."
