#Chapter273
I pull out cutlery from the drawers and set up the trunk in the room for food, with plates and stray candles I found in beside the bowls in his cupboard. They are not the romantic scene setting type, but more of a ‘power out and in need of light’ stash that most kitchens have. I set them up on saucers and get the space looking a little rustic cosy. He may not have a romantic bone in his body, but I know what I like, and it’s a candlelit take-out with a sexy Italian, making small talk. There is nothing wrong in setting a pretty table. I’m all about the details and ambience, it’s what I’m good at.
