Author’s Note: I already did one take on Didi Oviatt’s November WIP challenge. But I really wanted to do one with my main vampire character. So, here it is! 😀
Ambrose wrinkled his nose in disgust as he reached inside the turkey. Fortunately, he didn’t have to dig around too much to find the package of giblets. He pulled it out and contemplated its existence.
“What am I supposed to do with this?” He examined the packaging, but there weren’t any convenient instructions printed on the plastic. “Is it even edible?”
Ambrose tore open the plastic and carefully sniffed the inside. “I don’t think it’s edible.” He carried it to the garbage and was about to drop it in. Then, he thought about it.
“I could ask Barbara.”
She needs her sleep. I can do this!
He emptied the giblets into a small pot, filled the pot with water, and put it on the stove’s small burner. He turned it on low.
“Okay! Now, what to do with this big lug of meat…” He looked it over. “Uhhh. I guess I could put it in the oven as is, but it would taste very plain. It needs something. Something more to spice it up.”
Question is, what spices go well with turkey meat?
Ambrose opened the cabinet with all of the cooking spices. His eyes glazed over at the million small bottles and glass bottles and small plastic bags. “uhhhhh….” He picked up a baggie filled with a mysterious green spice.
What the heck is this?
The kitchen door opened and Barbara shuffled into the room. “mngh…Ambrose? What are you doing?”
He startled. “Ah!” He threw the baggie back into the cabinet and closed the door. “Uhh. nothing. I—uhhh—-”
She shuffled over to the stove and stared blankly at the turkey sitting in the pan.
“I know it’s very early in the morning, but I wanted to do this for you. I won’t be able to help you when day comes. My day exhaustion will knock me out cold. So, I’m helping you now.”
“At 4:00 in the morning?”
“At 4:00 in the morning.” He searched her expression. “Do you mind? Barbara, do you mind?”
A smile broke across her tired face. “Why would I mind? You’re doing me a favor and making a romantic gesture all at the same time.” She walked over to him and circled her arms around his neck. “I love it.” She playfully tugged the short hairs at the edge of his hairline. “All the same, I missed you, kitten.”
“I’m here.” He embraced her. “I’m right here, love.”
She pulled him into a kiss.
She didn’t have to pull all that hard.
Her semi-sweet chocolate and vanilla bean scent enthralled him. The touch of her hands, the feel of her lips, the softness of her breath, the slight pressure of her body overwhelmed him. Barbara. he whispered in her mind. I love you. I love you so much.
Barbara ended the kiss, but she still held onto him. “I love you too.” She kissed him one more time before releasing him. “So, let’s see what we can do about this turkey.”
“I can take care of it.” he said.
“I know, but I want to help you.”
His heart warmed. “Barbara, je t’adore.”