Midnight Delight
‘Comfortable’, that was how he made feel. His chatter whilst buzzing around the small kitchen sipping his concoction of mulled wine, lulled me into an ease I have not felt with a man in a very long time. His boyish charm came as naturally as his beguiling smile. I could not help but hang of his every word, his chuckles and banter too cute. With a womanly skill to multi task he lovingly prepared several dishes, all ready to serve at the exact same time. The aromas blending, sending my taste...