Cassie POV
After our shower, Josh handed me a white, comfortable robe. The fabric was so soft it felt like running my hand through feathers. I tied my hair into a loose, slightly clumsy but elegant bun and walked into the living room, where Josh was waiting. A pleasant aroma of delicious food filled the air.
“I ordered food for us. Come, please,” he called, sitting comfortably on the rug in the living room.
Soft, cozy music played in the background, and I thought it was chic to sit on the floor and enjoy our meal together. I walked over and settled beside him.
“Hmm, food! I’m so hungry,” I said excitedly, already opening my plate and digging into the expensive, mouthwatering dish. The tender meat burst in my mouth with an exotic, delectable flavor. I had no idea where Josh had ordered
