Alanna wasn't stupid, she really didn't want to eat something prepared by Nick, it had to be some defective food. She'd had too much to drink that night, if she tasted anything faulty her stomach wouldn't forgive her.
Obviously she didn't want to snub Nick either.
—Hey, take it easy. Let me do the cooking, okay? After all, it's my fault you had a bad night. This dinner would be...— she said quietly.
Before she could finish her words, however, she was stopped by Nick's indifferent eyes.
He seemed overbearing and reluctant to be swayed by her. Alanna just stared into that cold stare and gave up.
The corners of her lips twitched slightly and then she sighed, —Fine, I'll leave the kitchen.—
She had agreed, but her thoughts were still troubled. She didn't even want to imagine what Ni
