Chapter Five
I potter around the kitchen, swinging my hips ever so slightly to the music coming from the small radio.
"You're in a good mood," Elias says as he comes into the room.
"Why wouldn't I be? The greeting I got when you arrived was rather nice," I tease, looking over my shoulder and winking at him.
"Oh, I don't know. I think the view right now is even better. I wondered where my shirt went."
"You didn't need it." I flash him an innocent smile, then turn back to chopping some tomatoes for the salad I'm making us. "We're not having anything fancy, I don't have much in and my shopping doesn't arrive until tomorrow."
"That's okay. I don't need anything fancy," he assures me. "The time with you makes any meal special."
I snort. "And you're saying this after two dates? When shoul
