“Oh, I am. Trust me,” Ray drawled, leading them back to the car. “Truffle pasta? Damn straight! You know I love it just as much as you do.”
She chuckled soft. “Goofball.”
When they arrived home, Amelia got out of the car, taking off her heels as soomn she arrived at the porch.
Ray beamed at the nickname that he was so proud of. “What can I say? My goofiness is brought out when I’m around those I’m highly comfortable around.” He followed behind Amelia, ensuring she got inside safely. “I threw some laundry in before I left, there should be some warm clothes in there for you. I’m going to get things started for dinner before changing.”
Cisco backup 