SIXTY FOUR

While I'm sitting at the sushi bar, I lick my lips. My eyes follow the sushi plates lining up and moving in front of me.

They all look so tempting. In a heartbeat, I grab one plate that has salmon sashimi.

I'm pouring the soy sauce over it when I feel Prince gaze on me. I turn my head towards him and find him staring at me in amusement.

"What?" I ask him nonchalantly and waste no time to put the food into my mouth with the chopsticks.

"Nothing." He smiles, still gazing at me.

I would be shaking if I allowed myself to be completely affected by Prince Effect, but fortunately, my favorite food is such a good distraction. Tasting the sweet favour of the salmon, I close my eyes, enjoying every bit of it. It tastes like heaven.

Even Drake once told me that I ate it like I was in a TV commercial.

"You know," Prince begins. "This is quite a sight."

I raise my brows.

"Usually, girls tend to eat more carefully in front of me," Prince says. "They tried to maintain their image, even some