"No, thank you," Noah said and began spooning the pilaf into a serving bowl. When he'd done that, he opened the oven door and pulled out the pan. Chicken with rosemary, roasted fennel, and lemon slices. It smelled heavenly, and his belly rumbled a little as he set the food on a platter.
Jae-Mi flickered in and out of his peripheral vision. The dress really was very pretty on her; it was more womanly than any of the clothes he'd seen on her before.
When she returned, he set the bowl of pilaf in her hands and picked up the platter to carry. "How's Jason? He hasn't been in class. I hope he's not ill."