ONE scoop and a taste, and Stella threw her head back, eyes squeezed shut, and a big smile on her face. "It's good."
Valeric didn't say a word and instead watched her the entire time in silence. She would meet his eyes every now and then and immediately look away, her ears burning a hot pink. "Are you just going to stare at me till I'm done?"
"Maybe." He was honest. "I don't really have anything else to look at except you. There isn't exactly anything interesting out here."
"Ye?" She halted and shot him an immediate, anxious look. "You think…I'm interesting enough to look at?"
"Right." The man nodded. "Are you uncomfortable?"
"Huh?" She blinked at him before furiously shaking her head. "No, not at all. It's not like...you don't do it all the time."
