"Alright, what do you want to know about me?" Evelyn didn't argue with Julian's words.
Honestly, what he said made sense.
Julian raised an eyebrow, gave her a quick glance, and replied, "Whatever you're comfortable sharing."
He didn't want her to think he was pushing or interrogating her.
Evelyn paused for a second before slowly speaking, "Let's start with food. I don't eat animal organs and, can't stand blue cheese, and I'm not into spicy stuff or tea. Everything else is fine."
"As for lifestyle, I'm a bit of a neat freak—maybe even a touch of OCD."
"I don't like things being left around, and I prefer everything at home to be kept in order."
Julian just listened quietly as Evelyn listed her preferences.
If someone else had heard all this, they'd probably think sh
