He was so wrapped up in trying to decipher the painting that he’d only just realized he was indeed hungry.

Before he could stand and get a bowl for himself, Maxine hurriedly took it away from him. “Your injuries are still healing. Just let me feed you.”

“It’s fine. Give it to me. I’ll eat with my own hands.” James tried to refuse her offer.

He felt uncomfortable being fed by a woman whom he had only met a few times.

Maxine did not insist and handed the bowl over to James.

Albeit his s