Flavours Of The Past

[~CORAL~]

“Is it to your liking?” I hear Raegan’s cool baritone voice question beside me and my attention snaps up to him. He’s seated next to me, his short white hair grazing his forehead as he watches me with a look in his eyes.

I nod, looking back down at the breakfast buffet on the dining table but especially at my pancakes, topped with whipped cream and wild blueberries.

“I’m glad to hear it. I guess I haven’t lost my touch yet.” He says and I sneak a glance up at him but his intense ice blue orbs catches mine. The look in his eyes morphs into one of content and he smiles softly at me, his orbs glinting a silvery glow.