Dinner time is always an awkward affair at the cottage Lyvia now calls her sort-of home. Lyvia doesn’t have anything to say to Elliot and he obviously is the quiet type who doesn’t talk much. They often ate dinner silently, she wondering what Elliot puts in the food to make it taste so good and at the same time, makes her drowsy after the meal while Elliot just sat there, chewing his food thoughtfully.
Tonight was not different. He made pot roast and some creamy vegetable soup. She practically inhaled everything. It tasted so good. Elliot is quite a good cook, considering he was a palace guard before this. She wondered where he learnt to cook.
“So..”
“Luv…”
They both spoke up at the same time. She stopped and waited for him.
“Luv, I…uh…have something for you,” he said, sounding sl
