Cool for the Summer

Dove

"I think I like this cowboy of yours," Zahi happily smiled as he dished out a good large spoonful of lasagne.

I sat on the small dining table and smiled as I looked up to him. Bucky being as generous as ever had bought me extra food to take me home from our time at the restaurant. That included lasagna, pasta dishes and pizza just to be safe as he kept on wording it. I left his truck with more bags than I could carry.

"You didn't seem to like him too much until you saw the food," I laughed and tiredly rubbed my eyes before taking a sip of my coffee. I hated coffee but today I desperately felt like I needed it. I had stayed up the entire night doing a sample underlay of my outfit design.