You really didn’t have to
I couldn’t let my partner in crime starve, even if it was just for a night, could I?
Seriously though, was the carbonara a good choice? We never got to talk about that earlier, and if you want something else, I can always get that to you
If my mother were here she’d throw away the pasta the moment it hit the doorstep. Too many carbs. Too many unhealthy fats. Too many this, that, and whatever-the-fuck.
Andi
It’s fucking perfect
You’re my hero
Beck
Hell yeah, I am
Do you need anything else from this hero of yours? Eli is giving me nasty looks, we’re supposed to be doing a re-do of our movie night ritual, and we’ve got a no-phones rule
Go enjoy your movie
Thanks for checking on me
And for the pasta
Anytime
Actually, I do have one request
Anything, Starlight
Starlight?
Gotta practice our cute nicknames before the big date tomorrow, right?
Uh huh, yeah, sure
What was your request? Just tell me and I’ll make it happen
Were you serious about having the power to pull some strings?
I don’t want Stuart babysitting any of our future outings
Thought you’d never ask
Consider it done
The air in the bathroom has cooled considerably, but I can barely feel the chill past the flush I feel on my skin.
He did it. Without question.
He got me food, too. Without me even having to ask.
A girl could get used to this, even if it’s just a fake arrangement.
At least, that’s what I tell myself as I shovel the best carbonara pasta I’ve ever tasted in my entire life down my throat before curling into bed and promptly passing out.
CHAPTER 14