She dug around the refrigerator to take out a few items while removing ingredients, like the chicken, from her system.
She felt the RV come to a stop, and Julian came out of the driver’s cabin, stretching his arms. "It’s already late, so I found a good spot to spend the night."
He sat down and chatted with Jonah while Rayne was cooking in the kitchen. The kitchen area was tight, so she was much more comfortable handling things by herself.
A short while later, Rayne placed three plates on the table. Each plate had a beautiful, golden breaded chicken cutlet, a generous scoop of mashed potatoes, and a side salad with a variety of vegetables.
Jonah couldn’t believe his eyes! He half-expected a packet of crackers or watered-down soup, like he had at the ranch.
He looked down at his plate, unable to bring himself to eat something this delectable.
"Is something wrong? Do you not like it?" asked Rayne. She was worried since he was the only one who hadn’t touched his food yet.
Jonah snapped out of his trance, emotions welling up inside of him. "No, this is more than good. It’s so good that I’m having a hard time eating it."
Julian smiled and nodded. "Don’t worry. Eat up, there’s more where that came from. If you stick with us, we’ll take care of you."
Jonah finally picked up his fork and began to eat. The wonderful flavors burst in his mouth as he ate like it was his last meal, licking the plate clean.
Rayne noticed his actions and got up to bring a plate of more chicken and mashed potatoes over to the table. Having been used to cooking for hungry grown men, she knew that cooking extras would never hurt.
"Here, help yourself to more if you’d like," she said, placing the food on the table.
Jonah quickly loaded his plate up with more food, digging in right away.
Julian also went in for seconds while Rayne was still working on her first course. The room turned silent once more, with only the occasional sound of cutlery touching a plate.
After dinner, Julian did the honors of washing the dishes and cleaning up while Rayne went upstairs to pretend to retrieve more bedding from the closet.
"This sofa works as a pull-out bed. Here are some clean bedding and blankets. We’re going to head to bed, so let us know if there’s anything you need before we head up," said Rayne, placing all of the bedding on the sofa.
Jonah looked at the soft bedding and pillows, running his hand over them. He could tell that these were all high-quality items that he didn’t even have before the disasters began.
"No, this is all more than enough. I will take a quick shower and also head to bed," he said very gratefully.
Rayne hummed and climbed upstairs to get ready for bed. Julian finished washing the dishes and also went up after bidding Jonah goodnight.
As he made it into their bedroom, the sight of Rayne in her cute pajamas made his blood rush, but he restrained himself, knowing that Jonah would probably not enjoy it if they indulged themselves.
Rayne noticed his heated gaze and something trying its best to poke through his pants. She motioned for him to join her in bed, giggling.
She didn’t need to ask him twice, as Julian quickly got in and placed his lips on top of hers, giving her a deep kiss.
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