Christian followed her to his kitchen. He sat at the island on a black leather bar stool. Madeleine ran around looking for ingredients to make him something to eat.
"Are you hungry?" Madeleine smiled at him, and he leaned his cheek onto his palm.
"Starving." Christian smirked at her, with a wink, and watched her still for a moment at his words.
"Why do I feel like you're not just talking about food?" Madeleine giggled and pulled out blueberries and raspberries. Whoever was watching his apartment must have stocked his fridge recently.
He walked around the island and grabbed her back pocket, spinning her around. He pinned her to the counter and opened his mouth to speak. Madeleine took a blueberry and placed it into his mouth. He looked at her confused and she reached up and brought
