Chapter 415

As if compelled, Rowan picked up a quiche and took a bite. The flaky crust enveloped a medley of creamy and savory ingredients. He had never known that quiches could be so delicious.

In just two bites, Rowan had finished the quiche.

With perfect timing, Natalie handed him another just as he swallowed the last bite. Before long, all the quiches in her lunchbox were gone, but he still felt like he hadn't had enough.

Natalie beamed. "They're really good, aren't they?"

They were. They suited his taste buds perfectly. But how did she know that he'd like quiches?

Rowan asked a question that had been on his mind since the night before. "Did we know each other before?"

Natalie wasn't in a rush to answer. Someone as smart as him didn't need her to spell things out. She fastened her seat belt and sat up straight.

"You don't trust me, so I can say it until my mouth runs dry, but it still won't matter. But I can tell you one thing for sure—I like you. I really, really like you, and I would