Chapter Thirty

Sheila and Derrick drove home and on getting home, he told her to wait, opening his door and hurrying to hers, to help her alight. 

"My lady," he teased her. 

"Thank you, my royal guard" She teased as well. 

"So, I'm your royal guard?" he interjected. 

"You are and you could be my Lord too," she said as she snuggled into his arms. 

"I will be everything you ask me to be, I promise" Derrick promised softly as they both walked into the house. 

Sheila walked into the kitchen immediately she stepped inside. 

"And what are you doing?" Derrick questioned. 

"I want to cook." 

"No, I don't think that you should do that. I don't want you stressing yourself at all, just leave it alone, we can order takeout or go out and eat."

"But, I'm really tired of take-outs, I want to eat homemade food" Sheila responded, a pout in her voice. 

"Hmm, makes sense but I will only allo