Bethany hummed to herself as she set their plates and cutleries on the small round table in the kitchen, swaying her wide hips in the huge top she had on.
She felt a set of eyes on her hip, and was tempted to turn to him, but decided against it.
If he wanted to look, he was free to do so, besides she'd done same.
Couldn't have her wolf cursing at her again.
She placed the pot of freshly made spicy tomato pasta, with small chunks of medium rare steaks, scattered on the top, smiling as she took in her handiwork.
"Damn." Theo said, coming to stand beside her. "Now that's picture worthy." He said, whipping out his phone, already taking a picture.
Bethany blushed on the side, waiting for him to finish taking his pictures so she could cover the pot.
