"Do you want to taste my pastry?" Vlad asked, thinking that might be the reason she had changed seats.
Chloe gave a nod.
Vlad's pastry was vanilla-flavored, while Chloe had ordered her favorite chocolate pastry.
Vlad smiled at her adorable nod. He took a spoonful of his pastry and moved the spoon toward her lips.
She leaned forward and sealed her soft lips around the spoon. Vlad gently pulled it out, the spoon completely clean.
He placed his elbow on the table and leaned forward, resting his face on his fist. His crimson eyes narrowed warmly, a smile tugging at his lips as he watched Chloe eat the pastry.
This! Exactly this gaze and this cursed, enchanting smile was what had completely bewitched Chloe years ago.
At first, when they were children, Chloe had felt warmth and protection in this gaze, as if she had become the safest person in the world. Whenever he looked at her like this, she would simply hug him in a tight embrace.
