Decision

Oliver hadn't made any decision yet. Both he and Ivy fell silent.

The latter even started eating her food, as if to distract herself, though it was clear her mind was still on the matter.

Eventually, Oliver also began eating. He figured things could be thought through better on a full stomach.

But as time passed, he noticed Ivy seemed to grow more and more restless.

She had taken off her glasses, and her eyes couldn't stop looking at him.

Sometimes her gaze was calm, but more often it looked intense—like there was something inside her she couldn't control.

Oliver wasn't unfamiliar with women giving him that kind of look, but that usually only happened in bedrooms or bathrooms.

Never in public. Women generally had better self-control.

He couldn't help but wonder—had Ivy always looked at him like this without him realizing it, or was this new?

It would be strange if it were only now.