@ Sweet.Persephone
A small thoughtful hum escaped from Vince as he thought about what Max could have prepared for the pack. Allowing a couple of moments to pass before Vince thought of what he could have possibly made for them. "I'm betting on either french toast and fresh-cut fruit. Or, he could have whipped up some scrambled eggs, sausage, and toast. The guy's not the greatest of cooks. So even if it tastes like shit, please be nice to the guy." Vince said as he looked down at Charlotte and offered her a small smile.
Once they arrived at the house, Vince made sure to open the door for Charlotte. His eyes glanced down to her ankle and he tried to decide rather or not she'd want him to carry her the last couple of steps towards the kitchen or not. Knowing Charlotte though, he was getting the idea that she'd rather walk and not show weakness. Which, he couldn't help but commend in a woman like her. She was a strong woman, and Vince didn't want to get in her way too often.
Heading towards the Kitchen, Vince couldn't help but feel his nostrils twitch slightly. The stench of burned food caught his attention before something else did. "You ordered in?" Vince asked as soon as they walked into the Kitchen. His eyes roamed over the lie of an amazing breakfast spread of pancakes, eggs, sausage, and bacon. "I thought we were staying away from ordering," Vince said as he gave Max a look as he had an innocent look on his face as he brought out the bottle of orange juice. "You never said anything about driving to pick up food." He threw back at Vince and then offered Charlotte a small smile.
An irritated sigh escaped from the Alpha. He wasn't in the mood to argue with the idiot this early in the morning. "Whatever," Vince said quietly as he pulled out a chair for Charlotte before taking a seat next to her. Grabbing her plate, Vince piled on a couple of everything for the young girl before placing the plate down. "It's going to become a madhouse in a few," Vince said in a low voice to Charlotte and just in time two because the other few who lived in the house could be heard coming towards the kitchen.
A small thoughtful hum escaped from Vince as he thought about what Max could have prepared for the pack. Allowing a couple of moments to pass before Vince thought of what he could have possibly made for them. "I'm betting on either french toast and fresh-cut fruit. Or, he could have whipped up some scrambled eggs, sausage, and toast. The guy's not the greatest of cooks. So even if it tastes like shit, please be nice to the guy." Vince said as he looked down at Charlotte and offered her a small smile.
Once they arrived at the house, Vince made sure to open the door for Charlotte. His eyes glanced down to her ankle and he tried to decide rather or not she'd want him to carry her the last couple of steps towards the kitchen or not. Knowing Charlotte though, he was getting the idea that she'd rather walk and not show weakness. Which, he couldn't help but commend in a woman like her. She was a strong woman, and Vince didn't want to get in her way too often.
Heading towards the Kitchen, Vince couldn't help but feel his nostrils twitch slightly. The stench of burned food caught his attention before something else did. "You ordered in?" Vince asked as soon as they walked into the Kitchen. His eyes roamed over the lie of an amazing breakfast spread of pancakes, eggs, sausage, and bacon. "I thought we were staying away from ordering," Vince said as he gave Max a look as he had an innocent look on his face as he brought out the bottle of orange juice. "You never said anything about driving to pick up food." He threw back at Vince and then offered Charlotte a small smile.
An irritated sigh escaped from the Alpha. He wasn't in the mood to argue with the idiot this early in the morning. "Whatever," Vince said quietly as he pulled out a chair for Charlotte before taking a seat next to her. Grabbing her plate, Vince piled on a couple of everything for the young girl before placing the plate down. "It's going to become a madhouse in a few," Vince said in a low voice to Charlotte and just in time two because the other few who lived in the house could be heard coming towards the kitchen.
February 14th, 2021 at 04:40am