In my mind, Dorothy's cooking never seemed to pack such a punch.

Perhaps sensing Everett's hesitation as he fumbled with his fork, Dorothy looked up, her gaze meeting his, "Not to your taste?" "No, it's delicious."

He offered a small smile, then returned to his meal.

At that moment, Everett wouldn't dare to criticize. Who knew what he'd have to face later?

They continued eating in silence until Dorothy suddenly spoke up.

"The dish is a bit salty."

"...A little."

"Want some water? Let me get you a glass."

Everett, pleasantly surprised, started to stand, "I can get it."

sit.

that, Dorothy turned and walked

with two glasses of water, pushing one

stomachs." Dorothy's tone was as casual as if she was discussing the weather, a stark contrast to the

he finished his water and set the glass on the table, he assured, "It's

"Then why break up?"

be blindsided

Didn't you once say you were a bit of a neat freak?" Her lips twitched into a smile as she put down her fork, "I'm not wrong, am I?" "No,

being with Quincy suddenly cured you of

an intensity that

his tongue unconsciously licking his lips,

then." She actually let it go!

"Go ahead."

the breakup,

eyes were firm, clearly

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