#Chapter19
I pick up my fork, starting to eat again now that my temper has improved along with my appetite. Feeling light and merry now, and ravenous once more.
/"I like you when you’re like this./" He nods over at me, a happy expression on his face, eyes almost twinkling.
/"Like what?/" I look up innocently, the steak is so tender that I’m now savoring every mouthful. Appetite fully restored.
/"More relaxed. PA mode on hiatus. When you forget to play cool./" It sobers me slightly, he has a way of making me forget myself when we are kicking back and much like now, it startles me. I don’t like letting that mask drop, I don’t like people seeing too deeply. Especially not him.
/"It’s hard to focus when you ply me with alcohol,/" I return a little too quickly, trying to reel in my controlled facade once again, pushing the glass away from my plate.
That’s enough wine.
