Chapter 513

From behind the newspaper, Gideon stole glances at the kitchen. Nora was actually going to cook for him. The thought alone had him completely distracted.

He didn't need some elaborate meal. She could boil him a simple plate of pasta, and he'd drink every last drop of the broth like it was the finest thing he'd ever tasted.

His phone buzzed. Rowan.

A string of texts came through, followed by photos