CHAPTER 18: Harker
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Harker opened the stove and pulled out the enchiladas. They looked good and they smelled even better. He was quite proud of the dish. Yes, he’d used canned enchilada sauce and canned beans, but he’d put it all together and that counted as homemade to him.
He’d been spending a lot of his nights watching cooking shows. He’d found his interest in movies and TV shows had dwindled since he had to watch them alone. For the last several months, he and Alison had been f*****g like rabbits but as soon as they were done, she’d scurry away and hide in her room.
“Hey, that smells good.” Alison walked into the kitchen, her eyes roaming over him. “You’re becoming quite the chef.”
“It’s not as hard as I’d thought.” He leaned against the counter. His c**k hardening at her
