[~♥CORAL♥~]

A soft knock on my bedroom door alerts me before it pushes open and the person comes into view. Reagan. His tall, broad form fills the doorway and he’s holding a stainless tray with something on it that’s covered by a dome.

“I brought dinner, moonbeam.” he says, a gentle smile plays across his lips as he steps in. “I hope you’re hungry.” he’s looking at me with a scrutinous gaze.

I was. Ravenous even and my stomach seizes this moment to make an announcement. I turn a tomato red, Reagan doesn’t hide his amusement though, he laughs softly, the sound seemingly sweet to my ears.

“I’ll take that...