Chapter 5
Felix’s heart was pounding hard as Kirk turned the key in the lock to his front door and motioned for Felix to enter. Last time he’d been here the door had been unlocked.
“Come on, let’s eat.” Kirk walked into the kitchen and Felix tracked his every move. He was walking with a confident grace, powerful yet agile. When he looked at Felix over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow, Felix hurried to sit by the table—the plates were still there as were the roses.
“Haven’t you eaten since yesterday?”
Kirk winced and rubbed his neck. “Nah, I just had time for a shower before I came to see you.”
And to order flowers. Unless he’d planned on being away yesterday evening and ordered them beforehand.
Kirk put containers of lasagna, some other pasta dish covered in melted cheese, salad, a
