Viper in the Nest

Nadia.

The enticing aroma of pasta filled the house as I walked down the stairs. The guest we had brought home was sitting on a couch in the living room, a hand placed on his stomach. His eyes were closed and he sat without moving an inch, I couldn't help but wonder if he was unconcious. He could really use medical help if he wasn't so snappy about it.

Martha walked towards me with an apron tied a