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"I'll take this to the kitchen. I'll be back." I mumble to Jerol as I pick up the tray, but he grabs my hand, stopping me.

I turn to him, trying so much to mask the smile and the blush on my face. Smile, because today is exceptional. He ate a decent portion of the meal. Not exactly what is expected of a man like him, but a hundred times compared to other days. And a blush