C22 Chapter 22

Jules brought presents when he showed up at my apartment. Presents in the form of delicious food from his restaurant.

“They’re from the chef’s secret menu,” he winked while handing me the takeout boxes.

My heart fluttered as I cradled the Styrofoam containers like they were treasures. I led him to my blanket fort, a wave of shyness washing over me as he inspected the haphazardly draped sheets