Kayden's so hot

Rhea's POV

"It's an african dish. Jollof rice and chicken, with a side of salad" he told me.

I looked at it in confusion. I have never seen food look so colorful in my entire life. And as one who didn't like to experiment with food. I was more scared than I was amazed.

"Have you eaten it yourself?" I asked him, and he shook his head.

"I have told you that I am not a fan of food. I think you might like it" he insisted

"And why would I? It has so much colour "I refused.

"Yes, it does. But, Eliza is sure about it. She had picked the meal out herself" he spoke.

"So, you trust her judgement that much?" I asked him, pressing my lips against each other.

I know that I said Eliza was like a sister to me. But, hearing her name from Kayden's mouth made me jealous and I couldn't tell why.

"She is almost never wrong when it comes to the taste of food. Just give it a try and if you don't like it, you don't have to force yourself to have it" he requested, dishing out a spoon for me to try.

He always had this habit of feeding me whenever I refused to have a meal.

I turned my head away.

He looked at me from across the table, before he stood up and walked towards me, dragging his seat on the floor with him.

He pinched my arm really hard, forcing me to gasp and wince in pain.

"Ouch" I opened my mouth

He didn't even give me the time to think, before he forced the food into my mouth.

"Chew it" he said, when he noticed that I was about to spit everything out of my mouth.

"HMM'" I grumbled, eventually chewing it.

The first taste that hit me was the chilli.

"Ahh!" I screamed in pain, fanning my mouth with my palm to wash down the pepper.

Kayden laughed at me, and I wasn't finding it funny. I gulped down an entire glass of water, as I watched him laugh.

I had never seen him laugh like that, and seeing him laugh so hard for the first time made me realise how innocent looking he was. His laugh is so genuine, it got to his eyes.

And just so I could see him laugh at me even more, I kept feeding myself the rice.

But, I enjoyed the second bite. It had this tingly feeling on my tongue and my taste buds acted like they were having a party in my mouth. It was really fulfilling.

"You like it now, don't you?" He asked, feeling satisfied.

I simply nodded my head feeling defeated.

Once I started eating the rice, I couldn't stop myself from continuing. It was so delicious.

And the chicken was amazing, it wasn't like anything I've had.

"I wish I could come here often just to have this dish," I said.

"If you want, we can get the royal chef to prepare it for you at your request. And also, you can come here to eat as many times as you want. And anytime you want to come here, you can" he spoke, stroking my hair gently.

I don't know why but his touch was ticklish, and I found myself smiling for no reason.

There was a deafening silence between us. Neither of us had anything to say but, I could hear my heart beat two times faster.

"I'm sorry" he apologized, avoiding eye contact with me.

I instantly became confused.

"For?" I lifted an eyebrow.

"The way I spoke to you in the hospital. It wasn't right at all. I just allowed my anger to overcome me. I'm very sorry. It won't happen again" he said.

A smile crawled on my face.

"So, you did all these just to apologize to me?" I asked him.

"Yes," he nodded.

"I'm I forgiven?" He added.

"I can't even say no to your apology. You took me to a place I have only ever dreamt of going" I told him.

I could see how proud he was behind that false smile that he had on his face.

"Do you have anything you love to do?" I asked him just so the silence will not prevail in the room.

"I like to read books," he said.

"I know, you have an entire library to prove your point" I told him.

"So, apart from reading. Do you have other hobbies" I inquired.

"Well, I like to spend my time on the battlefield. I learnt how to play the guitar one time in college too" he told me.

"Really? The guitar?" I was quite amazed and very impressed by him.

"Yes, I thought it would get me the girls. But they still thought I was weird" he laughed at himself.

But, I know behind that laugh was a traumatic childhood for him. I really pitied him.

"I find you very attractive," I told him, caressing his thigh.

"I know, you all do now" he chuckled.

I didn't know what to say after that. I was very confused, lost even.

"Can you play the guitar for me?" I requested.

"Now?" His eyes widened.

"Yes" I shook my head..

If this man can get a reservation in a restaurant like this, I don't think getting a guitar in such a short period of time will be a problem for him.

" I did invite a music band to come and play some songs for us," he shrugged.

"Please no, they always end up sounding horrible in reality most times" I refused.

"Thank goodness I am not the only one who noticed that," he laughed.

He got up from his seat and left, he returned with a guitar in just a few seconds.

"One of them had a guitar" he said when he saw the shocked expression I had on my face.

"What song do you want me to play?" he asked nicely.

"Something nice, anything" I replied.

"I don't know the lyrics of that song," he responded.

I slammed my palm against my forehead. He did that on purpose.

"Just play me fall in love" I replied.

"Much better" he chuckled.