______I'll eat anything you make me sweetheart____
Rachel's POV
I chased him out of the living room after that and he climbed up the stairs, his laughter echoing through the whole house. I shook my head at his retreating figure and faced the dirty plates and cups.
"Now I'm left to do this alone," I murmured as I began piling the objects together, my shorts riding a bit low on my ass from my bent posture.
With my two hands occupied I carried them to the kitchen where I dumped them in the sink. Turning on the tap I rinsed them off, sensing no need to use the dishwasher hence the dishes and utensils were few.
In no time, I was done and thought to make breakfast while in the kitchen hence I'd be leaving for work soon. Debby and I still had things to discuss and put in place about our upcoming design clothing launch.
Strolling to the fridge, I pulled it ajar and peeked inside to observe if we had enough things for food.
