Scarlett
“I can’t, Alex.”
“Of course, you can.”
I glared at him as he held up another fork of the steak we were sharing and he had only eaten three bites till now, while he had forced half of it down my throat. “Why do you insist about feeding me?” I asked as I swàllowed the mouthful. “You always kept leaving me a plate of food.”
“Because I know that you avoid eating unless you’re more than hungry.” He held up another bite, I opened my mouth without any complaint. “I have observed you and I know that you’re still afraid of gaining weight. But you still indulge in little strawberry pastries when you could.”
I parted my lips for another bite, my eyes fixed on him. “What else did you learn?”
“Well… I know you are…” His words trailed of as I walked my fingers up his arm.
“I am?” I aske
