Jared Quinn cast a deep glance at her, his crimson lips pressed into a tight line.
"You don't like it?" Melody Thorne kept her head down, continuing to eat. As the spicy sensation hit her mouth, she kept exhaling, using her other small hand to fan herself. She opened another bottle of drink, took a sip, and said, "I'm really sorry, I didn't know what you like to eat."
Simon Sutton "..."
Could it be true? Every time Melody brought lunch to the company, it was always something the boss liked.
He knew because the lunches Melody brought for Jared Quinn never made it to the office successfully, and he ended up eating them because they looked really good.
Watching the girl on the sofa eat with such relish, an indescribable complexity flashed in Jared's deep, dark eyes.
