Chapter 19

Afternoon came and Kendrick was awoken by his hunger. He rose up, stretched, and padded over to his kitchen to figure out an afternoon meal. Twillow, meanwhile, was leaning back against the wall of the mantel near the new bookshelf, reading. She heard him get up and she watched as he moved past her shirtless, stirring the air. Her violet eyes peeked at him from over the pages of her book, not missing the gray muscular physique that sailed in front of her. An embarrassed blush lit her green cheeks when she looked a little too long. But he really didn't notice. He scratched the back of his head and turned to look at her. Her feet drew up a bit as she held the book.

"Oh. You um...found a good one?" he rumbled.+

Twillow nodded.

He returned the nod, actually sounding pleased, "Good...good. Would you like some lunch?"

Again, she nodded, "That-that sounds nice."

At her affirmation he began gathering ingredients from his shelves and set to work. Twillow watched him for a moment, moving such e