“Did you have a good sleep?” I ask opening up the draw to get some knives and forks out, he looks at me sending me a smile whilst standing up from the sofa.
“I’m sorry I didn’t pick you up, I was fully intending on doing it, but I thought that nap would only be an hour” he says making his way over to the table, where his eyes go wide when he spots the food. “And you made me food?” He asks shocked while I nod my head, I gesture for him to take a seat while picking up his plate.
“It’s the least I can do for all the things you do for me and don’t worry, I enjoyed the walk home” I smile handing him his fork, he thanks me before placing some food in his mouth as soon as he does his eyes go wide where he looks up at me surprised. “Just because I don’t cook, doesn’t mean that I can’t” I smile w
