“Urgh, I’m starving,” she moaned. “Shall we order in a pizza?”
Most evenings when they were both too exhausted to cook, they’d order something in.
“It’s okay, I’ll cook something,” Jasper was still massaging her shoulders.
“But you’ve been at the gym all day. Aren’t you tired?”
“Yeah, but, I like to cook.”
“No, you don’t,” Kait laughed. “You always say you’d rather just order something in.”
“Well, let’s be different.”
“Is everything okay?” Jasper squeezed her shoulders a little too tightly. “Oww!”
“Sorry,” Jasper released her from his grip. “I’ll go and see what I’ve got.”
Kait followed him through to the kitchen. When she’d looked through his cupboards, she’d struggled to find much food she could cook. There were eggs and bread, and that was pretty much it. She kept meaning to go shopping and stock up his cupboards for him, but each time she was with Jasper, she ended up getting distracted from such tasks.
“I could whip us up an omelet,” Jasper suggested as he stuck his head inside the cool of the fridge.
“Eggs.” Kait said flatly as she sat down on a stool.
“Huh?” Jasper leaned back to peer at her.
“I said, good,” Kait smiled at him. He never normally wanted to cook, and it was hard to get excited about an omelet when her taste buds were craving pizza.
“You sure you don’t want to just order a pizza?” She asked hopefully. “It can be my treat.”
“No,” Jasper snapped as he slammed the refrigerator door shut. “I just want to do something different; it’s not about money or anything.”
“I never said it was,” Kait told him coolly, surprised by his outburst.
“Okay, well then, good.” He was turning on the stove and reaching for a frying pan. He had to search through four different cupboards before he eventually found one. Kait thoughtfully chewed her lip as she watched him. His shoulders were tense, and his brow was permanently furrowed. Something was clearly bothering him. Perhaps he’d had a bad day at the gym, but she didn’t want to press him for answers. She was well aware that his current string of losses made any talk about training a sore subject, and she wanted them to have a pleasant evening together.
“So what will you put in the omelet?” She asked with a friendly smile.
“You want something in it?” Jasper looked at her in confusion.
“Yeah,” Kait laughed, “most people want more than just eggs upon eggs. Like maybe some ham or cheese.”
“I’ve only got eggs,” Jasper told her bluntly.
“Just eggs it is then,” Kait rolled her eyes. “We seriously need to go food shopping, Duboix. Your cupboards are startlingly bare.”
“There’s nothing wrong with bare cupboards!” Jasper told her defensively.
“Okay, Mother Hubbard,” Kait teased with a smile. Jasper laughed at her and commenced making them both a pure egg omelet.
Chapter 77
Kait pushed the metal shopping cart down another aisle. She was already struggling to maneuver its excessive weight. It was packed full of boxes of cereal, tins of soup, and endless packets of frozen vegetables. It was already a much larger haul than her usual weekly grocery shop, but she wasn’t buying goods for herself. These were for Jasper – or more specifically for his bare cupboards. Kait had decided to help him out and fill up all his cupboards for him. She almost giggled with excitement to herself when she imagined his response when he found out.
She was heading down the sweets aisle. Brightly colored packaging called out to her, and her stomach gave a low rumble of approval. Kait loved sweet things. Especially ice cream. But Jasper followed a much more rigid diet than she did. Whilst he could carbo-load, he rarely indulged in sweet treats.
Kait gazed longingly at the packaged candy, wishing there was some way she could condone placing it in her shopping cart. But there wasn’t. She was buying food for Jasper, not herself. Picking up speed she hurried out of the aisle and away from temptation.
It was only when Kait was at the checkout that she realized that she’d most definitely bought too much. Her cart was almost completely full, and she’d foolishly walked over to the supermarket when she should have bought her car.
“Damn it,” Kait chewed her lip nervously as she handed over her bank card to the assistant. There was no way she’d be able to carry all the bags home. She’d need to go and get her car which meant leaving her shopping unattended.