CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

- KILLIAN -

It's getting late. All the work I have to do later tonight will be a pain in the ass once I finish up here, drop Kate off and get back home but I can't complain.

It's part of the duties of a loyal fiancé. I took a bite from the steak on our table. Right now, we're in a grill house. I still find it odd that she drinks but I can't possibly stop her since she's past the age for drinking. Unless it gets unbearable.

I almost puked when the taste sunk in my teeth. It's raw. I leaned over to grap some serviettes and spat the piece of meat in there and folded the serviette.

Kate can't cook. She didn't even grill this properly. This will definitely be a reminder never to let her in my kitchen once we start living together.

I made a face. I can still taste the raw spices and steak in my mouth. I glanced at the table.

It's a good thing there's beer.