Amelia snapped out of her excitement and noticed Norris looking at her with a playful smile. Her fair face flushed slightly, and she rubbed her cheeks, teasingly saying, "Norris, what's going on? Why have you been smiling so weirdly lately?"
Norris took a sip of coffee, "I think I've never seen you look so adorable, Amelia. I got a little caught up staring."
Amelia laughed, "Don't tease me, Norris. At my age, there's no point in talking about being adorable or not."
"Not just me, you know. Younger Brother Foster would definitely find you very adorable as well."
Amelia blushed even deeper, "You're teasing me again."
Norris looked at Amelia's flushed face and couldn't help but feel a bit sentimental.
Tsk tsk, how did someone as sweet and shy as Amelia end up being swept away by Norton Foster?
What a lucky guy.
*
The sunlight was beautiful.
It reflected off the distinctive marble tables in the café from the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.
