Chapter 44

“Plenty

of space and all the right tools for the job.” Phiz chuckled. “You just need

the food, right?”

Bryan

caught his mischievous gaze and laughed. It felt really good just to relax. “I

don’t bother with much shopping, to be honest. I eat during the day when I’m

out at work. And in the evenings…well, it’s not worth it to cook just for me.

And I’ve rarely had a boyfr...guest who enjoyed eating a leisurely meal.”

Phiz

didn’t pick up on the comment, though his gaze momentarily flickered back to

Bryan. “You got any salad stuff? Greens, tomatoes, you know?”

Bryan

found a few fresh items in his larder and handed them over to Phiz. While he

was up from his chair, he collected another bottle of wine from the rack. The

contents of the first bottle seemed to be shrinking rapidly.

Phiz

turned out the steaming tortilla onto a dinner plate with a flamboyant gesture,

slightly spoiled by the fact he immediately glanced at Bryan as if seeking