Chapter 73

I cautiously made my way out of my room and silently shut the door behind me. I followed Derrick's powerful aroma to the kitchen, whereupon I halted dead in my tracks and lost consciousness.

With his back to me, Derrick stood in the center of the kitchen, his shirtless body swaying to the soothing sounds of piano music that filled the room.

The noises from him and the sizzling pancake batter blended as he worked over the cooker. I observed the delicate, sensual movements of his hips as they moved in time with the music and his work; they were so gentle that I wished he was dancing...