Change Of Plans?

Patricia's POV

I reached to grab my meal but he suddenly pushed me and made me fall on the couch beside him.

"What's wrong with you!"

"Relax and eat your food. I'm a gentleman. I get it, I'm imposing but you really need to eat. Just eat, then I'll be on my way."

Honestly, it felt like my stomach was about to eat itself. I was in no mood to fight, besides the aroma from the foods filled the whole room, so I already knew it would be amazing to have a bite. 

I felt his hard gaze on me as I picked up a sandwich. My stomach was weirdly pitched. My insides came alive the second I bit through and a burst of tastefulness exploded inside my mouth. I let out an intrigued moan before I even knew what was happening.

His chuckle was dark, but so warm. He watched me as I ate, then he picked up his as we ate in the silence.

"I really like this. You'll give me their number so I can order by myself next time." I said mid-bite and enjoyed myself.