His question caught her off guard. Jamie had never given her any indication that he cared about her needs, and to be honest it was a little... unsettling. There was a moment where she wondered if a toddling had conked him on the head as she stared down at him with arched brows, her gaze flickering between him an the food. "Are you... inviting me to stay?" she asked, chewing on the inside of her bottom lip. "You don't have to do that, you know. I made the food for you, not me," she added quietly.

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