Maya couldn't believe what was happening at that moment. Dalton was feeding her with the same fork he was using to eat. It felt so intimate. She was freaking out inside but tried to maintain a calm demeanor, as Dalton was acting completely normal about it. But she failed. She blushed throughout.
"Has your stepfather tried to harm you in any way?" Dalton asked after he fed her the last forkful of salad.
They were done eating.
Maya shook her head. "Nope, you scared him really badly," she said, mocking her stepfather.
"Don't hesitate to let me know if he does, or if anyone else tries to hurt you. "
"Sure," Maya replied as she closed the empty Bento box and placed it back in the insulated food delivery bag. Then she noticed the bottle of wine. "Oops, I forgot I brought wine,"
"It's not too late for us to drink it; you have thirty more minutes with me," Dalton glanced at his wristwatch.
