Chapter Twenty Five

Daykan wondered if he had given her too much wine. “Umm okay, so how do you want to go about thi…”

“Come on!” Naomi interrupted excitedly and grabbed his hand.

She pulled him towards the living room but took a glance back at him and stopped.

She nodded at his apron, which by the way didn’t have a single stain on it. “During my performance, you won’t need to wear that.”

Before he could do anything she scurried behind him, loosened the apron strings and tossed it on a kitchen stool.

“Now we can go!” She declared, grabbed his hand again and continued pulling him out.

They...