He made quick with of spaghetti Bolognese and Layla all but hummed when she took the first bite.
“Glad you like it.” She smiled up at him,
“I never said that though. That I like it.”
He shrugged, “you have tells. Your face says it all.”
“Ha!” That was all she said and forked up more of the spaghetti.
“Just wondering. But what are my tells?”
“For this purpose, your eyes lit up when you had your first bite.”
“Damn. Alright. I’ll admit.” She said eventually, “it passes my mental test.”
He rose a brow, “mental test?”
“Uh-uh.”
“Nutter.” It was not so much the word as it was the matter-of-fact way in which he said the word that made her laugh until she choked and Alexander had to run her back in circles.
