Annabella’s POV
He had cooked some steamed brussels sprouts, pork chops, and rice for me; the aroma intoxicating in the late hours of the kitchen. With some coaxing, I even got the other three to come and join us, Chester having made too much food. It was wonderful to see them all eating and smiling a little, and Chester seemed to relax more now that I wasn’t alone.
He made us Sundaes for dessert, and getting a few of the leftover snickerdoodles for me; making me smile that he already remembered my restriction. Once I yawned though, he shooed us back to bed; saying he would clean up and to just go and rest. “He’s kinda handsome, and sweet too.” The redhead, Cara, said as we got into our assigned beds for the evening. “Pity he’s taken though.”
“He just broke it off with her.” I whispered
