Blood And Guitars
“Aurora grinned up at me, looking impressed. I winked at her and then put the egg rolls on a plate and carried them to the table, too, along with a small bowl of chilled mandarin oranges I’d gotten from a can.
“Dinner is served,” I said, taking my seat across from her.
“You really went out of your way,” she stated as I gestured for her to fill her plate.
“I have a confession to make,” I said.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“I cheated and didn’t grow the oranges myself.”
She laughed and I chuckled, fe...eling my heart jump at the sound. I filled my plate with food and watched eagerly as she took a taste of the stir fry.
“I … I can’t believe you made this.” She looked up at me in amazement. “Where did you learn to cook like this?”
I smiled, happy with her reaction. “There’s this restaurant in Shanghai,” I began. “O’Shea and I had the most amazing Asian Princess Chicken there one night on our last tour.
When the chef found out he had a famous American band in his restaurant he came out to say hello and make sure we were enjoying the meal.MoreLess
“Dinner is served,” I said, taking my seat across from her.
“You really went out of your way,” she stated as I gestured for her to fill her plate.
“I have a confession to make,” I said.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“I cheated and didn’t grow the oranges myself.”
She laughed and I chuckled, fe...eling my heart jump at the sound. I filled my plate with food and watched eagerly as she took a taste of the stir fry.
“I … I can’t believe you made this.” She looked up at me in amazement. “Where did you learn to cook like this?”
I smiled, happy with her reaction. “There’s this restaurant in Shanghai,” I began. “O’Shea and I had the most amazing Asian Princess Chicken there one night on our last tour.
When the chef found out he had a famous American band in his restaurant he came out to say hello and make sure we were enjoying the meal.MoreLess
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