Nico’s voice brought him back to the moment. “I could manage a few bites, if you don’t mind.”
“Not at all. Here, we can share mine.”
He picked up his bowl and sat beside Nico. Glad to have something to focus on besides Nico’s face, he stirred the stew and lifted a spoonful to Nico’s lips. He watched the gorgeous mouth open and take his offering. Nico swallowed and licked a smudge of gravy off his lips. Jamie moistened his own lips, feeling slightly dazed. God, he wished he could kiss him, feel those soft lips on his own. His body tingled with the thought, and he shyly raised his eyes.