Chapter 32
Filiz's point of view
"I still don't know how to act when I am with you, " I blurted out while chewing the spicy grains; not being able to keep all the confounding emotions bottled up in my chest.
"I find your gestures over the top, " I continued; keeping my eyes glued to my plate and avoid his gaze.
"Just admit it, darling, " he remarked; his voice carrying that familiar tint of playfulness.
"You are loving all this, " he continued; bouts of confidence bubbling to the surface.
"You are too scared to say it out loud, " he went on; somehow miraculously flaunting his ability to decipher my most innate innermost thoughts as if I were an open book to him.
"Mmmh, " I moaned.
"It is delicious, " I finally admitted; cowering under his stubborn persistence.
My eyes raked over every palatable delicacy he prepared with diligence before settling upon the gravy chicken roast. I was really hungry after a very taxing day. I was realizing it now when Baris was making me eat so lovingly. It is not that he was doing it for the the first time. He already did something like this when he brought here for the first time despite Ismet being ill.