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He clenches his jahen I don’t iers at ive in and hold his hand

It’s war I let myself relax into the seat, and I’

Belonging in this car, next to this et to his place, and before I knoe’re heading into his ho area, I see candles on the dining table and settings for tith a red rose on the place setting I assume is mine I smile "Callan, this is incredible"

I turn to look at hi, just smiles back and kisses me on my forehead

"You hungry?" he asks, walking to his sprawling kitchen, with an Italian ies, different-colored peppers, so with various spices

"I didn’t know you cooked"

He nods, turning on the stove "Yeah, well Mother left ere little My father tried to ame for Cullen and me The kitchen was the one place where we felt like a fa

He throws soies and potatoes with herbs on the stove and stirs thein olive oil on the on the stove "I hadn’t realized I was so hungry until I saw all this," I confess

He turns around frosstoot a head start before picking you up Food’s alulp and try to overlook the fact that he just calledhs together, silently begging my body to calm down because we haven’t even had dinner yet and I’ in bed

"So, what did you do today?" I hear Callan ask

"Oh, nothing, I lounged around the apartotaround the kitchen, occasionally checking this and that, sprinkling spices and stirring and adjusting temperatures "What about you?" I ask

"I went on a run, went to Carht a painting at an auction The usual," he responds

"Sounds like a very busy day"

He turns to look at ainst the counter with his aruess you could call it that I made an effort to distract myself"