“I’d appreciate it,” I said.
I looked over my shoulder and gave her a fake smile. Gabe stares at me and I turn back to the sink. The rest of the evening goes on like any other night with Gabe singing to whatever is playing on his wireless speaker and Mavy laughing from the table. When all the food is prepared, I rest my hands on my waist. We made chicken, potatoes, and sauteed vegetables.
“I think they’ll like it,” I said.
“Of course they will. I made it. Everything I make tastes f*****g amazing,” Gabe teased.
“Mm,” I hummed as I set the table.
“I’m sure it’ll taste as good as it smells,” Mavy assured. I gave Gabe a look and tried to make a quick escape. “You’re not going to stay for dinner?” Mavy asked.
“No, I’m not really hungry. Going to bed early tonight. I… we have a long day ah
