Bliss

“Wow! mmhhmmm,” I mumbled inaudibly as I savagely ate my food, it was a traditional Bulgarian dish “Banitsa” a traditional pie made of white cheese and whisked eggs layered in Phyllo dough, Stiliyan decided I should try something new and I don’t regret it, it tasted beautiful, absolutely divine, I finally looked up with my mouth full and notice he was staring, looking amused,

“Is the food that great?” he said to me with a smirk on his face, my face flushed, a little embarrassed,

“yes it’s really good and besides I’m so hungry, cut me some slack, can you please eat your food so you won’t have to stare at me ,”

“Staring at you is inevitable ‘moya iyubov’ so don’t ask me to,” I looked confused, “it means my love,”

that made me red like a tomato as I blushed like a middle school child,