Detective Ashley's POV
These days I've been getting some breathing space from Raphael. He claims that he got a promotion at work and it keeps him out late. I don't even care if he is lying, I just need him out more.
I washed the plates he left at the sink, I've not even taken off my work clothes. As thoughts filled my mind, my phone rang out.
I cleaned my hands dry with a rag and picked the call without looking.
"You haven't been cooking for me these days. Is there a reason why?" Raphael's gruff voice echoed.
I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "I have been working too much for sometime now. It wasn't intentional."
"I will let this slide for today. I want you to cook for me. I don't want something too basic, do better."
I rolled my eyes at this again. What did I do in this life to be so unfortunate? "I will make something you would love."
"Perfect, no mistakes."
I heard a feminine voice in the background. "Babe, drop the call already. I want your attention."
