Anna walked in an hour later with a tray of food in her hands. I had made sure to take my bath immediately after Damian left and was laying on the bed to maybe have some sleep.
The door was not locked, so it was easy for her to come in when I told her to. She kept the tray on the table.
"Ma'am, your food is here"
I sat up.
"What do you make?"
"Chicken soup and mashed potatoes"
I smiled.
"There is also blue wine. Your favorite"
She added and I chuckled.
"Did Damian ask you to make this?"
She shrugged.
"No. He only asked me to make something nice for you and I thought you might want this since you just got back from a long trip"
I rolled my eyes. Is he still acting hard to get?
"Is he?"
My subconscious mind asked but I ignored it.
"Thanks, Anna. I appreciate"
"Is there anyth
