CHAPTER FORTY SIX

Ethan's POV

The sound of a door opening and shutting woke me up from a long siesta. I yawned and stretched to loosen my stiff muscles, climbing out of the bed.

As I made my way to Ryan's sitting room, the aroma of a well-cooked meal wafted into my nose, making my stomach rumble loudly and making me realize how famished I was. I winced in embarrassment at how loudly it sounded. I remember I had not eaten anything since yesterday afternoon. I decide to make a detour to Ryan's kitchen, where I see him standing in front of his oven with a blue apron around his neck and tied back, pulling out a tray of freshly baked meat pies.

He places the tray of meat pies on the countertop, before turning to face me. standing there with his apron around his neck, he looks so domestic at this moment.

“Hey, Man! Didn't know you were up” he said.

I walked fully into the kitchen, I pulled one of the kitchen stools closest to the table to me, before sitting down. “Well, you woke me up with all the ruc