Asher listened to Caspian tell him his childhood popcorn stories all the way back to the mansion.
Each sentence was followed with a handful of popcorn, and Asher would tell him to stop so that he could eat dinner but the sight of his puffy cheeks filled with popcorn was hypnotizing.
"… soggy popcorn will make you sick, I wouldn't recommend it." Caspian was saying, completely focused.
His anecdote was followed by another handful of popcorn, his small hand completely covered in butter and popcorn crumbs as he shoved the handful in his mouth.
"I can't believe I didn't tell you about the first time I tried making popcorn…" Another mouthful.
"Mind you, the first and last time," More munching.
Asher listened intently, a small smile playing on his lips. And if he circled the same neighborhood a couple of times to make the drive last longer, that was his secret to keep.
"…stumbled on some cooking show and tried to recreate it…"
