Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 669

Owen Reynolds: "Grabbed lunch yet?"

"Not yet. You?"

"Same here."

Their eyes met, and an unspoken understanding, a certain kind of chemistry, began to spread between them.

Twenty minutes later-

Owen Reynolds and Roseanne found themselves seated in a barbecue restaurant.

The sizzling sound of bacon, perfectly marbled, filled the air as Owen flipped it over until it was nicely crisped. He then wrapped it in a fresh lettuce leaf and offered it to Roseanne.

Roseanne, who had been busy replying to a message on her phone, looked up, slightly taken aback. "Professor, I can do it..."

But Owen didn't retract his hand, instead, he playfully urged, "Open up."

Roseanne was puzzled.

He chuckled, "Aren't you still texting? Sure you want to use your hands?"

She quickly put down her phone and reached out, "Done. I got it."

Owen placed it on a plate, "Clean your hands first."

Roseanne glanced at her hands, freshly tainted with phone germs-Oops, busted.

then on, her role was to eat, while Owen took charge of the grilling, placing

protested, "Professor, you should eat too, not just serve

"Alright."

plate

took a bite

she gasped from the

passed her a bottle of iced

taking a few sips, Roseanne felt

asked,

nodded, "Much better, though my tongue's still

let

Roseanne instinctively complied, sticking

her a moment to realize what she was doing. Whether it was the room's temperature or the heat from the

upright,

the mucous membrane. It's a bit red, but no blister.

"Th-thank you, Professor."

gulped down more iced water, managing to cool the heat

"What's this mushroom?"

also known as

so tiny and

more on her plate,

Hmm what?

at her,

Roseanne was confused.

mushrooms, but why

the time they finished their barbecue, it was

simply strolled through the streets, enjoying a rare sunny