Eve watched him eat, she found his movement quite elegant as he ate nonstop. At some point, when it was only a few pieces of cake left, her mouth watered. She looked at him intently and opened her mouth.
"You… ain't you afraid of being poisoned?" She blurted out.
Ezriel threw a glance at her and smirked, "you would not dare poison your husband" he answered.
"Hmph! Who is your wife!" She uttered and glared at him.
Ezriel arched a brow but did not comment. Instead, he looked at what is left in the box and then looked at her. Eve also looked back seriously.
"Why don't you feed me the rest?" Ezriel asked.
Eve, "...?"
That was not the question she expected, okay?
Eve folded her arms across her chest and threw a glance at Ezriel, she made sure to maintain a good distance between them before she answered him.
