Dinner was going to be a determinedly cheerful meal the following day. Sophia had no idea that Graham could cook and he had made them roast chicken. She helped him, by having the veggies and potatoes off the stove just when she was suppose to.

We at least the whole dinner plan hadn't been overdone.

"You're not going to have some? " Sophia asked,moving to sit down on the couch with her plate of food. "Looks yummy. I'm going for seconds." She wiggled her brows up and down.

Graham smiled."l'll eat later. Although I'm glad to see my girl eating such a big meal."

He was sitting opposite her, scrolling...