She carefully put the roses onto the kitchen bench and joined me as I began to pull the food out. Everything, I saw with wry amusement, was vegan and labeled.
"It smells heavenly" Flair moaned, sniffing the muffins and the doughnuts appreciatively, alongside the coffees with soy milk and the croissants.
I motioned for her to sit and we began to help ourselves. Flair went straight for the doughnuts, I saw grinning. My wife must have one hell of a sweet tooth.
"God it's good" she mumbled between bites, practically inhaling it, before taking a huge swig of coffee "Thank you, Grayson."
I took a tentative bite of the croissant and heaved a sigh of relief. I couldn't honestly taste the difference, but the coffee was a little different from my usual. It wasn't unpleasant though and I sippe
