Delphine hadn't eaten all day. Noticing his shirt was slightly damp, she shook her head and said hoarsely, in a low voice, "I haven't eaten. You should go change into dry clothes first."
The smile in Ignatius Leclair's eyes deepened. With deliberate restraint, he stretched out his arm to encircle her, leaned forward, and planted a kiss on her forehead. He chuckled softly, "Then you should also put on a jacket. Don't catch a cold."
Delphine didn't feel particularly cold, but she didn't want to talk too much with him. So she obediently turned around and headed upstairs to fetch a jacket.
Ignatius had already walked to the kitchen counter to prepare a meal. The fridge was stocked with fresh vegetables and meats. Knowing she hadn't eaten all day, he steamed some brown rice, boiled a tender sirloin steak, blanched greens and carrots, plated everything, and drizzled some specially-made sauce over it. A simple vegetarian steak and brown rice dish was soon ready.
