Chapter 12
Rose entered carring a brown paper bag loaded with Chinese take-out. “I hope you like Chinese?” She said setting it on the counter of his small kitchen. A counter with stools separated it from the cluttered living room. It was a fairly new apartment, but Keplar had managed to make it look old.
“Smells heavenly,” he said coming out of the bathroom all spruced up.
Rose rushed over to him taking his face in her hands. “You look and smell wonderful. Amazing what a little soap and water can do. You hungry?”
Wrapping his muscular arms around her pulling her head into his chest, “You bet I am. A little food wouldn't hurt either.”
“That can wait, but the food can't,” she said pushing him away playfully.
They ate staring at one another and making small talk. After the meal,
