" The chèvre's real good this time, Ma. What's the herb?" Gina asked.
"Wild amaranth tips-- seaseep. Your old friend Karl picked it for me from the Fenton."
Flynn grinned at Rapunzel over their meal. Get a load of them, he seemed to say, cocking his head at the two women.
Rapunzel smiled back, honey dripping out the side of her mouth.
He reached over without thinking and dabbed it off with his finger.
They both froze, looking at each other.
Then Flynn coughed and went back to eating. "

― Liz Braswell , What Once Was Mine