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It was meant to be a joke, but as she turned around, she nearly screamed because he was already right there, drink in hand, smiling at her.
“Welcome home, beautiful.” He wore an apron as well. The leather jacket was nowhere to be seen, but the jeans she hadkept for him, as well as one of his shirts, was visible, and his sleeves were rolled up.
“You found your clothes,” she said.
She couldn’t even remember why he had started to bring a change of clothes. She figured it was because he’d started to sleep at her house more often.
“It wasn’t hard to find.”
She took the drink he offered, which turned out to be a glass of wine. She wasn’t a big drinker, but right now she felt like she needed it.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the dining room.
“Road, what are you doing?”
“You’ve worked hard all day, and you’ve been on your feet again, all day, it’s time for you to take a rest.” And with that, he pulled out a chair and helped her sit at the table. She did so without spilling a single drop of wine.
“Everything smells amazing,” she said.
He kissed her cheek. “Wait until you taste it.”
She took another sip of her wine, and then put the glass down. Within seconds, he returned carrying a tray, and Dinah’s mouth watered.
“Did anyone order pot roast?” he asked.
“That’s my favorite,” she said.
“Good, hopefully, you will enjoy this. It has been a long time since I last made pot roast. I might be a little … you know, out of practice.”
He rounded the table and Dinah smiled at him as he served them both.
She took another quick sip of her wine, and then picked up her knife and fork. Slicing into the beef, she saw it pretty much fall off the bone, and was so meltingly tender.
“Wow,” she said.
It had been a long time since she made her mother’s pot roast, but Road must have found the recipe cards she had kept. Her mother had loved to cook and bake in her spare time. The only way to stay healthy was to cook everything yourself. That had been her mother’s motto. Dinah tried to stick to it, but there were times it was a struggle to do so.
The food was delicious, no doubt about it. She cut into the potatoes that were just as beautiful, fluffy, and full of flavor. The carrots as well. So good. Road had really outdone himself.
“Do you want to tell me what is going on?” she asked, and picked up her wine glass.
“Nothing is going on.”
“I know you’re a busy guy. Something must have happened for you to opt to make me pot roast, rather than be with your men. You can tell me, I will not judge. You’re feeding me, and it is all delicious.”
Road took a deep breath, and she watched as he expelled it slowly, a little too slowly. She refused to rush him and instead waited and took another bite of her food.
“Do you ever get the feeling that something bad is about to happen?” Road asked. “I’m not saying something … I don’t know what I’m saying.”
“You think something bad is about to happen?” Dinah asked.
“Yeah, I do, and if we’re not careful, and we do what I know Brute is doing, and I even understand why, then it’s going to bite us in the ass.”
“Then you’re going to have to talk to this Brute. Maybe explain to him why you feel this way.”
“There is no talking to him.” He shook his head.
“Why not?”
