113- Kate's Plans

Kate pushed open the apartment door, balancing her brown paper bags filled with bakery stuff against her hip as she came inside.

The smell of fresh bread and pastries filled her small kitchen. She set the bags on the kitchen counter and sighed in relief.

Heading to the fridge she took a bottle of ice water and glued it to her mouth instead of using the glass.

After emptying almost half of the bottle, she placed it with a thud and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

Leaving behind the bread, she picked up the bags with pastries and croissants and started walking to the living room.

Her kitchen was right at the entrance and after a small narrow passage, there was the living room. That was the reason she couldn't see Amir lounging on the couch, his feet up on the coffee table.

He barely glanced up from his phone as she entered the living room.