Cleo
I walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, scanning the shelves.
I knew Eric well enough by now to know one thing.
The man could eat.
A lot.
I closed the refrigerator and opened the freezer instead.
Chicken burger patties.
Perfect.
I pulled them out, placed three onto an oven tray and switched the oven on to preheat.
While I waited, I returned to the lounge and sat beside him.
Eric immediately looked over.
A grin spread across his face.
“Sooo… what are we having for lunch?”
I smiled.
“Wait and see.”
He narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
“Well, whatever it is, I’m sure it’ll be great.”
I couldn’t help smiling.
Eric had become so easy to read.
His stomach was practically a third member of our little family.
I settled back into the lounge, but my mind wouldn’
