I swear that he knew my answer before I spoke. "Yes, I want to eat what you cook," I replied unable to hide the excitement in my voice.
I never knew laziness could feel so good. I guess that was because I did not have enough opportunities in my life to truly enjoy what laziness was. I almost knew nothing about what the word meant practically.
I was never a lazy person but I guess with this man on my side, I could be as lazy as I want as he did not ask anything of me. I smiled hoping he agrees.
"I will do that, do you want to come downstairs later or should I bring the meal up for you?"
That question made me blush as I looked away. I shook my head as I sat up. "I will come downstairs to eat. How could I make you prepare the meal and bring it for me too?"
