Olivia
“I’m liking this relationship L! Your girl spends the night and we get to feast!” Eric said while shoveling an omelet into his mouth.
There were mumbles of agreement heard around the room as the guys in the house were eating their breakfast that I made.
“Well if you had proper stuff in here, I would make more than omelettes.” I told the guys.
“Little lady, if you're going to be a regular here, I'll make sure there is a damn supermarket in this kitchen.” Big John said.
I smiled and shook my head at him.
“Baby, you know you don’t have to cook for the house every time you stay.” Liam said coming into the kitchen to put his plate into the dishwasher.
I sighed and said, “I know, but I like to cook. It is my stress relief.” I told him.
He walked over closer to me and put his arms
