Evangeline’s POV:
I sigh, finally finishing my conversation after two exhausting hours. My head feels heavy, my body sluggish, and then—my stomach growls.
Damn it.
I’m too lazy to go out right now.
Orion is probably still in his room, maybe even asleep after what happened earlier. That thought alone has my face heating up, but I quickly shake it off.
I stretch my arms, letting out a small yawn as I push myself off the bed. It’s probably not good to go to sleep hungry when pregnant, right?
I step out of the room, padding softly down the dimly lit hallway. As I make my way toward the kitchen, the rich, savory scent of something seriously delicious fills my senses, and my stomach growls again, louder this time.
I pause.
Someone is cooking this late at night?
A faint, deep chuckle ca
