Arrick s POV
"~ Sophie, Natasha, and p**n ~"
"There s a choice of things Sophie normally orders from the menu, all her must have s, from her favorite Chinese. Food has always been the way to her heart, and I am pulling out the stops after my flowers nose-dived, literally, out her bedroom window. "
She knows how to make me suffer and I hate fighting with her.
"She s sitting herself at the table, eyeing up the familiar containers and I hold my breath for a moment. Watching her, a smile spreading across my face as I see her expression soften a little. That pretty little dainty face, dimples appearing as she stifles a smile and ends up smirking subtly. I think it s working. My sassy little hellcat?looks less ferocious and maybe I can relax a little if she simmers a bit. "
"Dark hair
