Page 29 of Lustful Nights

After heating the pan up, Lennox pours the eggs into the skillet, scrambling them when it’s ready.

“I’ve always wanted to learn to really cook, but I’ve never had the time.”

“Sweetheart, I’ll teach you anything you want. We could do one new meal a week until you’re a seasoned pro, if you wish.”

“You’d do that?”

“Of course I would.”

“Declan doesn’t let me use the kitchen in the apartment anymore. You start one tiny fire, and suddenly you’re no longer allowed to cook.” He blows a raspberry playfully, turning back to the eggs. “Is it supposed to be like this?”

I look over his shoulder, shaking my head. “Did you mix them at all?” The eggs are a solid brick in the pan, and I chuckle at Lennox.

“I moved the whisk around on the top. Should I have scraped the bottom of the pan, too?”

“I’m starting to see how a little fire got started.”

We start over, breaking open new ones, which luckily get no shells in. I joke with Lennox the whole time, laughing at the fact he made a brick of eggs. He takes my jokes in stride, chuckling along with me as we make a fresh batch of fluffy eggs.

Once they’re finished, I place some onto my fork, bringing it up to Lennox’s mouth. “Take a bite.”

He opens his mouth wide, moaning loudly when his lips close around the eggs. “Wow, we did good.”

“You did good, sweetheart. We’ll have you making all different types of food in no time at all.”

He beams at me. “I can’t wait.”

PEACHES GROUP CHAT

Declan:Who wants the tea?

Bash:Is that even a question?

Tristan:I’m always up for gossip.

Preston:Depends on who the tea is about.

Declan:It’s about the boy who I live with, who has spent yet another night out and about.

Tristan:Wait? Lennox?

Bash:Oh fuck. Like, how many nights? Do we think it’s serious?

Preston:Isn’t it always serious with Lennox?

Declan:But this is the kicker…

Declan:He’s keeping it hush-hush and won’t tell me who it is.

Bash:Ughhhh, no

Tristan:Oh fuck

Preston:Dammit Lennox, not again.

Lennox:Are you guys seriously shit-talking me while I’m in the chat?

Declan:No one is shit-talking.