Chapitre 52: Moving Back In

Rory

        "I'm thinking of returning back home tomorrow." I blurted out over dinner and as expected, kenny wasn't pleased. He was actually more confused and surprised.

"But… Trevor hasn't been caught." He pointed out, fork hovering in the air. We were currently seated at his dining table, eating the meal he prepared. Of course he was an extremely great cook, as if he wasn't already perfect enough.

"I know…" I began before dropping my cutleries to fully focus on him. I was briefly distracted by his handsomeness. His hair was briefly dipping into his eyes and he looked so hot and pretty at the same time without even having to try.

It was actually unfair to randomly look this good.

"But, it's been three days, Kenny. And I think I should return back home at this point." I continued and kenny huffed, picking at his food.