Zack settled into his seat, his smile bright and genuine as he watched Bella move around the bakery. Her warm, inviting demeanor was a pleasant surprise, a stark contrast to the cool, businesslike persona he was used to.
This softer side of her was reassuring, and it gave him a renewed sense of confidence. He was determined to make the most of this chance to win her over and make a memorable impression.
Bella returned with a plate full of golden-brown pastries, the tops crisp and glistening with a hint of sugar. A soft smile played on her lips as she carefully put the plate in front of him, anticipation brimming in her eyes.
"Hmm, smells good," he mumbled.
He wasted no time in picking up one of the pastries. The flaky layers were still warm, and as he took a bite, the rich, buttery flavor of the pastry, combined with the sweet apple compote inside, delighted his taste buds.
