Chapter 25 : The Real Culprit

Rory’s POV

"I trust you. Can we leave the past behind?" I asked as Scott took my hand and we left the club.

We returned to the suburban villa, where I had the most comforting sleep ever.

I woke up feeling better rested than I had in a while. I turned to the other side of the bed to find it was empty. A small pang rose in me.

“Good morning, beautiful,” Scott called.

I turned in the direction of his voice and saw him standing by the doorway holding two hot mugs.

“I wasn’t sure how you like it, so I left it black but I can get you cream and sugar.” Scott handed me one of the mugs and I took it gratefully.

“Usually I take cream,” I said, holding the mug in both hands and enjoying the warmth.

“Cream it is,” he said. “If you’re hungry, I’m making some omelets.”

The mention of food made me realize how hungry I truly was. I threw off the covers and followed him out into the kitchen. I sat at the table and watched him cook.

He was better at it than I would have thought. I r