Next time maybe she should invite him to dinner. Yes, he could already envision it. She would rather invite him to the most expensive restaurant in town than cook something herself. These are the ways of a successful woman!
“I'm sorry!” She said, because it was so impolite of her, although she was not at all sorry. “The cream is, I mean was, really great.”
“Let's go to the living room. Everything must have cooled down by now.”
Michael walked out slowly first with a tray full of bowls and platters.
“Would you like some help?” She asked.
“No thanks. I don't want it all to end on the floor.”
“I'm not clumsy! On the floor? Why?” She didn't finish speaking.
She was speechless with amazement. She had heard many amazing stories from Alex about Michael’s extravagant, futuristic greenhouse, which only lacks growing cucumbers and tomatoes and a jacuzzi, but the stories were indeed a reality. Delighted, she couldn't speak.