Capítulo 23: Chapter Twenty-one

Aine wasn’t an exceptionally early riser, that worked fine and well for him. He walked into her kitchen with his pyjamas trousers and a white t-shirt that was snug against his torso. He put water in the kettle and placed it on the burner.

The woman he knew wasn’t a coffee person, so he settled for tea. She had packs and packs of tea. Chamomile, vanilla, even peppermint. They actually smelled nice and he thought he understood her attraction to them, hopefully they tasted even better. He selected the chamomile for her, and when placed two bags in a dainty teapot, that made him smile. The little teapot all but said “ Aine.”

He poured some hot water into the pot and let the bags sit.

He went into her fridge and scanned it: yoghurt, eggs, milk, cheese, sausages, vegetables. Fruit, some Jams, he knew, she made herself.

He brought out some eggs and bacon and got started on breakfast.