Chapter 27

Ran caught his hand and tugged him along to the kitchen.

Abruptly, Parrish pulled him to a halt. “We have to get dressed.”

“We are dressed.”

“No, I mean we have to go shopping. The supermarkets will be closing soon. If we want to eat, we have to shop.”

“Ah. Not something we have to worry about.” He opened the fridge and chuckled at Parrish’s stunned expression. His refrigerator was very well stocked, although his freezer was bare. He never had anything, not even ice cream, to store in it.

Parrish stared at him. “No ice cream?”

Ran felt he had to explain. “My condo association provides concierge service. I texted them before I left L.A. to let them know when I’d be returning, so they bought the groceries—they have a list of the foods I like—and they’ll put the bill on my account.”

“But no ice cream.”

“What, are you five?” To Ran’s surprise, Parrish burst into laughter, leaned in, and kissed him again.

“All right. So what are we going to have?”