By the time Jamie had returned, Bella had recovered from her embarrassment—and also had something akin to a meal. The vegetables were not fresh, nor was anything Jamie kept in the house, but she'd made sure to throw out anything that was distinctly wilting or moldy. She glanced over her shoulder, nodding at him approvingly.
"Much better," she said with a cheeky grin. "I'm not sure how you manage to get so filthy anyways. Are you forced to sleep in a dirt pit?" Despite her teasing tone, she really was curious; Jamie had shown her the dragons once or twice, but she'd never seen him in action.
Bella placed their plates on the table before taking a seat opposite of Jamie. The distance was good, she rationalized. There would be fewer temptations to touch him, even if she'd be tempted to peek up at him.
"Much better," she said with a cheeky grin. "I'm not sure how you manage to get so filthy anyways. Are you forced to sleep in a dirt pit?" Despite her teasing tone, she really was curious; Jamie had shown her the dragons once or twice, but she'd never seen him in action.
Bella placed their plates on the table before taking a seat opposite of Jamie. The distance was good, she rationalized. There would be fewer temptations to touch him, even if she'd be tempted to peek up at him.
— MJ is MAGICAL —