Kapitel 80: First Dinner

There was no reason Leonor invited Desmond to dinner. She simply felt like testing the bounds of their relationship. He had made her evenings so much more bearable, perhaps having him around would make dinnertime a bit more exciting as well. 

She had eaten with him a few times while they were traveling to Montclair, but she hardly remembered anything outside of her nervous rambling. Now that she was more comfortable around him, she hoped that it would be an entirely different story.

However, after he helped her to her spot and he settled at the table across from her, she felt somewhat nervous once again. It seemed that the intimate setting where they only had each other to focus on was a lot for her to handle even still. 

Normally the garden was her buffer and she could turn her attention to a flower or statue when she felt nervous. While facing one another there was no such distraction to be had.