Rosemary PoV
Saffron's gaze lingered on me, a soft, almost dreamy look in his eyes as he listened to me chatter about my book plans– I had a few concepts in mind for Anis's next reading. His attention was unwavering, and I could feel the warmth of his gaze, like a gentle embrace, drawing me in.
I paused mid-sentence, noticing the way he seemed to be lost in thought, his rosemary fry half eaten. "Uh, are you not hungry?" I asked, a teasing lilt in my voice.
He blushed and popped it and several more into his mouth. It made me giggle.
"Sorry about that," he said after swallowing, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "I guess I got a bit too caught up."
I leaned forward slightly, resting my chin on my hand as I gazed at him with playful curiosity. "Caught up in what, exactly?"
