Love Unspoken

Chapter 1197

When Alex was a kid, he had this game he loved. Every time he played, he'd swipe the rubber band from her hair and put it back when he was done. But man, his hair-tying skills sucked back then. He'd take it off, and her hair would be all neat, but when he put it back, it was always a hot mess. Twice, it even happened on the way to school, and she got laughed at by the other kids for having messy hair in class. While Quinn was still zoning out, Alex had already picked up the bird from the grass and gutted it right in front of her. Quinn snapped out of it and saw that the bird's feathers were plucked clean. She couldn't even tell what kind of bird it was. "What kind of bird is this?" she blurted out.

"No clue, as long as it's got meat." He quickly cleaned the bird, skewered it with a stick, and placed it over the fire to roast.

He then pulled out a small can of salt from his pocket and sprinkled it on the bird.

Quinn had a flash of doubt in her mind. She looked at Alex's pocket weirdly. It was pretty big. Having a rubber band was one thing, but salt too? "What else you got in your pocket?" she asked.

"A lot. Wanna feel around?" Alex teased.

Quinn instinctively shut her mouth. No matter how curious she was, she was too embarrassed to dig into his pocket.

After roasting for a bit, Alex tore open the meat to check and found it was almost done. He handed the bird to Quinn and said, "Eat."

"What about you?" she asked.

"If you're full, I'm full," he said.

stubborn when he added,

him talk now, she always had the urge

took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, split the bird in half, and handed it to him, whether

The meat was super tough, not

going out, she realized that the chicken legs she used to turn her nose

finish half

eaten his half and handed it to

pushed it back, saying, "I don't

just worried about me and want

at him.

of it was enough to fill her up. Any more and

she wasn't lying, Alex put a piece

"Really bad," he remarked.

corners of her mouth and looked at

bird on a leaf and stopped

hungry?" Quinn

anything either, and he had fought with those coyotes and was seriously injured. Yet, he