Thirteen - The Mermaid makes the Bad Boy angry

Hunter

  When we arrived back at the apartment, the faint aroma of food was still lingering in the room. It smelled of grilled chicken and cake. One glance at the kitchen counter told me why.

I turned to Blue. "Did you do that, Blue?"

The mermaid pressed her lips together and tried to avoid eye contact. "I...I cooked for you." She strutted.

My eyes widened. "You did?"

She nodded. "I packed everything and brought it to your cafe and forgot all the food there."

"I can't tell you how much that gesture means to me, sweetheart. Thank you." Then I added. "The cooking for me part of the gesture I mean, not the leaving part."

Her eyes lit up with the small compliment. "I think there still might be some leftovers if you'd like to try."

"I would love to," I said as I followed her into the tiny kitchen and raised the lid to find only two pieces of remaining cake and one grilled sandwich. "Where did got lose the packe