Chapter 62: Talking Over Dinner

Eden's POV:

I've made this meal more times than I can count but I've never felt so nervous. We're actually sitting at the table unlike every other time Noah has eaten in my apartment. Usually we eat as we work but not tonight. It's strange and there's a weird atmosphere between us. This feels far more like a date than two colleagues working late together.

Searching for something to say, I try to draw the conversation to safe territory but Noah is having none of it. When I ask his opinion on some of the data we've been working through, he tells me not to even think about it. It's frustrating and out of character. He's supposed to be a workaholic and yet here he is throwing it all aside and for what... to have dinner with me?

"This is delicious," he says enthusiastically.

"It really is the only thing I can cook," I say, not exaggerating.

"Well, you could just eat this every day."

Looking up at him from my plate, I notice that his eyes are teasing. He's enjoying this.

"I think I'd get a l