Ewan looked at the sky. Seeing it was almost noon, he did not rush back to ferment the syrup. He could just let Mossy ferment the berries, a little longer would not hurt. He turned to the Alpha: "I will go inside to cook lunch."
The man nodded, still busy whittling thin bamboo strips.
The charm of a man working seriously was no joke. Asher Ryder had a rather sharp jawline. When working seriously, he exuded an indescribable attraction. Ewan was mesmerized after just a glance. He blinked, pursed his lips slightly, suddenly leaned in to kiss the man on the cheek, and ran off.
Leaving the Alpha staring blankly at his back, smiling foolishly.
Two times. Ewan had taken the initiative to kiss him twice!
A kiss on the cheek was still a kiss!
