Chapter Thirty: Dinner
Later that night after the whole fiasco earlier in the morning, Morgan came back over like he said he would for dinner. He was currently upstairs taking his shower while I made his favorite pasta dish that I made. Plus it was kind of the only thing that sounded good to me at the moment. I strained the noodles and put them into the pan that had the beef and alfredo sauce in it so I could stir in and coat every noodle evenly. The timer for the oven went off and I grabbed the oven mitt so I could take the sheet pan of garlic bread sticks out. Morgan came down a few minutes later after I got everything set on the table. He took his seat across from me and smiled. "So, we need to figure a few things out baby," He said and picked up his fork to take the first bite of his food. "Yes
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