Icy Dinner

Lucien cut his steak with a silent sigh as he glanced at Evangeline, through the flickering candlelight between them.

"Are you going to continue being like this, Angel?" he asked quietly.

"Being like what?"

"You know like what. Are you going to pretend that I do not exist?"

"There is no pretense. You may as well not exist as far as I am concerned."

"I'm not a dinosaur that might cease to exist, Angel. And you cannot ignore me forever."

"Yes, I can. Watch me!" Evangeline snapped as she cut through her steak with the finesse of a bull in a china shop.

A small smile graced his face as he leaned back and watched her, his voice deepening as he drawled," Oh, I am watching angel. And I quite like what I see."

The smooth transition from the coaxing, teasing voice to the one that made her shiver, had Evangeline coughing.