Nicolas handed Maria her lovely daughter, noticing her once again blushing face.<span style="font-style: italic">What do I keep saying for her to do that...?</span>He simply smiled back. "You're welcome. I can't imagine it being easy worrying about her and cooking at the same time."<span style="font-style: italic">She seems awfully shy... I hope I didn't say anything wrong... Damnit... Snap out of it... You just met her... But I would expect anyone to be a little shy after earlier...</span>He sat down and looked at her, still smiling. "I'm sure I will. It smells great." He looked at it, mouth watering, finally lifting his fork and cutting off a bite, the cheese stretching as he pulled towards his mouth. He chewed it for a bit, grinning from ear to ear once again.<span style="font-style: italic">I could definitely get used to this... If she keeps this up, I'll have no choice... She'll have to stay forever, or I'll starve... Pfft.. I was going to let her stay anyway... But the reasons just keep piling up...</span>He looked into her eyes, "It's just as great as breakfast. You're gonna spoil me!" He laughed a bit.<span style="font-style: italic">I haven't had a good laugh in awhile... More like... <span style="font-weight: bold">Ever...</span></span>He took another bite.<span style="font-style: italic">Like I could get spoiled in this mountain lifestyle...</span>He looked up at her and into her deep, dark eyes again, bits of lighter shades floating around in the darkness, very soulful and bottomless in their depth, seemingly sucking him in.<span style="font-style: italic">Something about her... I just can't shake it...</span>He shook his head, looked down and took another bite, chewing it slowly to savor the flavor.<span style="font-style: italic">How was it <span style="font-weight: bold">my</span> luck to end up in such beautiful company?</span>