Chapter Twenty-Five
WHAT THE HELL was I thinking? She had not cooked a meal in forever. Marc had hired Sophia to do all of that for her and she had eagerly passed it over to the woman. Now, she had to cook a meal and instead of putting it off as long as she could, she pushed it forward to tonight. Why had she done that? It was asinine.
The panic hit her first thing that morning, while she was pouring her morning coffee. She stared at the stove and was tempted to just pass it over to Sophia and send the woman out for the night, so Morgan would never know the difference. Yet, she shook the thought away almost as soon as it came into her head. She had made a deal and it was important that she keep it. Not just for honesty’s sake, but because it meant something to her to do it for him. She c
