I shut my mouth so I wouldn’t spout out all the rude things racing through my mind.
“I need a cook. I’m getting sick of eating out all the time, but I hate cooking.You’re a great cook, and you like to do it.”
“Addison, you’re letting me stay in your place rent free. You don’t have to pay me to cook for you.”
“No, but if you feel like you need to pull your weight, that would be a great way to do it.” She headed into the kitchen and opened the fridge. “We even have stuff in here to chop and sauté and whatever the hell you do with it. You cook for me, I’llpay your car insurance and anything else you need.”
It made sense but still, I waffled, knowing I should be doing more. “I’ll clean, too.”
“Deal.” Addison grinned. “Now get in the kitchen and make me a sammich.”
I did as I was told, but not before inviting Asher over for dinner Sunday night. Grateful my friend was bailing me out yet again, I was bound and determined to pay her back by makingthe best damn meal either of them had ever had.
