Twentieth Secret

He didn’t deserve Zach. He had bound him into a legal contract and had put him under all kinds of restrictions. He also had too much baggage in his life for someone happy and optimistic as Zach.

“You’re good at following instructions,” Zach observed. “That always makes for good teamwork.”

Darien smiled gently at him.

“You’re good at giving orders, that helps a lot.”

He carried on eating. Croissants, eggs, cheese and ham shouldn’t go together like that, but they did. Darien had believed from all the fancy food he had grown up eating that he had already experienced a wide range of food. Now he knew that wasn’t true at all.

It was nice to try new things with someone else.

“I was going to ask if you like it- I can see the answer though,” Zach asked and carried on eating.

Darien was already nearly at the end of his second croffle. He tried his salad and beamed at the taste. He could tell why so many people took up cooking as a hobby