I've been sick

[Dorian]

Cruz nodded. "We can do that." He smiled at Rachel as he stood up and took her hand and walked out to the middle of the study floor and held her close. The music was still playing from earlier. It was more than swaying this time - Cruz lead Rachel through a waltz.

It had been a while since Cruz had danced with anyone other than his mother or his cousin, he'd never taken a date to the corporate fundraisers at the house. Maybe that would change. He smiled at the thought.

The music played softly and they danced in silence. Cruz enjoyed having Rachel close. But Pavlo came back carrying a bag of Rache's things and a paper bag of food. It smelled great. Cruz took both bags from Pavlo with a nod, "Thank you."

Cruz handed Rachel her bag. "Here you go." He smiled. It was almost a little scary having her spend the night. What was his father going to say? What if his mother came home and found her? Problems for another day.

Cruz set the paper bag down and started opening up containers. Pavlo returned with china plates and silverware. "Would you like to use the Dinning Room, Master Cruz?"

Cruz shook his head. "Here is fine. Thank you."

Cruz set down a plate in front of them both. "Let's eat."