Monday Musings 1.3
Cassie shambled back from the kitchenette with a bottle in one hand and a mug in the other. Ben took the bottle from her and motioned with his chin toward the futon. “Rest.”
“I won’t argue with you.” The medical doctor slid down onto the thin cushions. She took a tentative sip of her tea, then sighed. “That’s nice. Where’d you find this recipe?”