Mia
The lobster was amazing. The meat was succulent, juicy, and sweet, along with the white sauce and roasted vegetable that accompanied it. Of course the entrée of an array of seafood such as prawn, oyster, and mussel were delicious as well. James, not surprisingly, had the steak for his main. He seemed to like it, which was great. It made dinner even better when your companion was in a good mood and enjoying his meal.
As usual, James finished his food before I did, and he sat there watching me. I was used to that by now, used to him savoring every action I made when I ate my meal. I wondered if that was common for a man to watch his companion eat. Then of course, because I was a curious being, I couldn’t help myself and decided to ask.
“So,” I said, putting my knife and fork down. “I was just wondering… Do you enjoy watching me eat?”
