It was nearly an hour later by the time Judah walked in. I was taking my time. I had never had a kitchen of my own to play around in before. When he opened the door, I turned and saw him pause, inhaling deeply, eyes closed. He kept them closed as he again breathed deeply “I could get used to this Angel”. He smiled, looking into my eyes. I rolled my eyes playfully “you act like you have never eaten before”. “There’s food and then there is the food you make. f*****g heavenly” he smirked as he closed the distance between us. He wrapped me in his arms and whispered in my ear “another reason to call you Angel”. I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a soft kiss “ You going to tell me why you're late?”. He tensed under me and I knew I had struck a nerve. “Nothing important, just couldn’t
