Chapter 35

When Arec returned, Eve had already dished up the chicken parm and had set the plates on the table.

“Perfect timing,” she told him. “Everything’s ready.”

He smiled at her and said, “That looks delicious.”

“Thanks,” she said. “It’s one of my favorite meals.”

“If it tastes as good as it smells, I can see why,” he said, walking to the table.

Stopping, he smiled at her and said, “I see you put out a bottle of wine. Are you trying to get me drunk, Miss Rolands?”

Giggling, Eve shook her head and said, “I just thought it would go well with the meal.”

He picked up the bottle and looked at the label.

“I mean, I’m sure it’s not as good as you would have at your house, but I like it,” she told him.

“I’m sure it will be delicious,” he told her, opening the bottle and pouring some into each of the glasses.

She smiled at him and said, “I hope you like it.”

He walked toward the table and pulled a chair out for her.

“Thank you,” she said as she sat in it.

He moved to the other chai