Elara
'Zuriel did it. He asked them to make it,' Ara is excited in my mind. Does he remember when I told him my favorite food? I glanced at him, but his gaze was out the window. I got my cutlery and dug into my food. A moan escapes my lips as I few on the pasta. The flavors mix so well together.
Everything is so delicious.
I don't remember when last I ate so much. I opened the other tray when I was done with the pasta, and this time, tears almost escaped my eyes. For dessert, they served a molten lava cake. My favorite dessert. It was so heavenly! I moaned when I took a piece in my mouth.
"Are you sure you want to moan like that in front of me?" a low growl escapes his lips. I freeze, mid-bite.
Zuriel is close to me. His eyes stuck on mine. I want to kiss him when my eyes
