Harry’s eyes widen, looking at me and giving me a one thumbs up. He swallowed first before speaking.
“It’s actually delicious! Wow…I mean…this is great! I could get loads of this in my office.” he went for another sip of the soup.
I smiled while watching him devour the soup I made for him. I was glad he actually enjoyed it somehow. He offered me to take a seat, so I did what he told me to. He snaps his finger, asking the other helpers to serve me my food. I was about to protest and stood up since I could handle myself when he stopped me by placing his hand above my finger.
“Let them serve you. It’s okay,” he reassured me that I shouldn’t be embarrassed about it.
I stared at his eyes, observing them carefully when I sighed and nodded in response. He smiled a little. We just sat there, staring at each other when I coughed, motioning my hand.