She took a long look at the plate Niall had made for her. Awkwardness colored her features, and a slight blush started to stain her cheeks. “That's . . . really nice of you”, she said, then cringed. I had to bite my cheek to keep from laughing out loud. “I’m not very hungry right now, though.” Her stomach grumbled loudly, calling her out like the liar she was. I lost it. My drink swished, the ice clinking as I doubled over in laughter. Nikki shot me a sharp glare from the doorway. “I guess I’m hungrier than I feel,” she mumbled.
