I pick up my fork, starting to eat again now that my temper has improved along with my appetite. Feeling light and merry now, and ravenous once more.
“I like you when you’re like this.” He nods over at me, a happy expression on his face, eyes almost twinkling.
“Like what?” I look up innocently, the steak is so tender that I’m now savoring every mouthful. Appetite fully restored.
“More relaxed. PA mode on hiatus. When you forget to play cool.” It sobers me slightly, he has a way of making me forget myself when we are kicking back and much like now, it startles me. I don’t like letting that mask drop, I don’t like people seeing too deeply. Especially not him.
“It’s hard to focus when you ply me with alcohol,” I return a little too quickly, trying to reel in my controlled facade once agai
