Chapter 273

　　I feel much better dressed in leggings and a silky camisole under a long, oversized, cashmere jumper. He chose one of my casual lounging at home outfits, whether it was deliberate, or Sarah had chosen it, but I’m comfortable. They’re my much-needed hugs from clothes I would’ve chosen myself. I pull on the long thick socks leaving them wrinkled at my ankles.

　　The nausea, headache, and overwhelming hangover are still lingering but that constant hunger I seem to have is starting to battle with it; urging me to eat after all. I’m not sure how well it’ll go down but I’m ravenous despite what is waiting for me out in the kitchen.

　　I pad out into the lounge and see Jake hovering in the kitchen, messing with the expensive coffee maker, filling up the small compartments. I never see much of his domesticated side when Nora is around, but he shows his competence on the rare occasions she has a day off.