The last bite sat satisfactorily on his fork. Daniel gazed at it knowing of the flavor it held. Smiling, he took his eyes to glance at her. She sat comfortably across from him enjoying her own meal. Noticing him watching her, she paused and smiled. A small pang beat in the man’s chest as their eyes met. She felt the same. Neither spoke. Each separately enjoyed the flavors that the food had offered. They’ll visit each other later, they each thought.
Short story/Flash-fiction by Jeremy C Kester