By the time their breakfast arrived, he had made some serious decisions about her and where she now belonged. He didn’t even have to think twice on some things. This woman was his match on every front so far. She could follow when he talked about a case. She could even give him ideas on different things. She wasn’t afraid of him on any level. She could joke with him though she may have hit the head of the nail with one of them.
The knock on the door had both of them getting out of bed. He looked at her, and it seemed pinned her down with a stare. She halted and then laid back and waited. As Mitsuhide opened the down, he looked at the person they made bring the food out here. He rolled the cart in, hoping that the food was at least lukewarm because it was fridge outside. He closed the door after signing and turned around. She had lifted the covers to her chin in an attempt to stay warm.
“Breakfast, Mouse.” He said.
“I see that.” She said.
“Are you coming over to eat it?” he asked.
“In a minute.” She said.
“And why all of a sudden are you now hiding in the bed?” he asked with a chuckle as he left the cart and moved to the other side of the bed.
“It is cold out there.” She said.
“So I left all the heat out, huh?” he asked as his grin spread across his face. “Then how about breakfast in bed?”
“You know I never thought of that.” She said.
He made his way over to the cart and pushed it over. He then lifted her tray off the cart and placed it before her on the bed. He lifted his as well and put it on the side he had claimed for himself.
She lifted the cover off and tried a bite. Her soft sigh was enough to make him believe that the food was good enough for her. He lifted his tray and tried a bit. It was warm, that was all he could say.
“How is it?” she asked.
“Warm.” He said.
“Warm?” she asked. “You know you didn’t say anything about the food last night either.
“You found out my secret.” He said.
“What is it?” she asked.
“I can’t taste anything.” He said with a laugh.
“As in you can’t really taste anything or you just think you can’t?” she asked.
“I can not taste anything. I used to be able too. Somewhere when I was eight or nine, I stopped being able too.” He said.
“You know that could be treatable.” She said.
“Most of the doctors think it is just the way I am.” He said.
“No, it is treatable.” She said as she took another bite.
“How?” he asked.
“You probably had an infection that found a pocket to stay in your sinuses. It kind of went into hibernation and the no taste is a byproduct of that. A series of antibiotics and some x rays should see if I am right.” She said.
“now to find a doctor who will treat it.” He said.
“Um, hello?” she said.
“You want to treat it?” he asked.
“Well, I do need a project to work on while I am at work. I need a lab rat, so to speak.” She laughed.
“So you traded a real rat for me. I am honored.” He said.
“Sometime next week just stop by the building when you are not working. I will have to do a blood draw and some xrays.” She said. “After that, we can take it from there.”
“We will do that sometime then, Princess.” He said as he inched a bit closer. “Now tell me what my food tastes like?”
“What?” she asked as turned to find him closer and a fork in between them as he waited for her to open her mouth. She had never had a man feed her before, and his smirk told her that he knew that fact too.
She looked at him and smiled as she chewed. When she swallowed the food, she was about ready to speak when he cupped her face and kissed her instead. “I think I would rather taste your mouth then know what my food tastes like.” He said as he kissed her again.
“Mitsuhide.” She said softly, and that was enough to pull him closer to her. “If you’re not careful we will be wearing the food.”
“True.” He said with a sigh.
He took another piece of food in his fingertips and then placed it in her mouth with a smirk. He looked at her and then he tried to beat her with another piece in her mouth. “I think you enjoy it more than I do.” He said softly.
“Mitsuhide eat your food.” She said with a smile.
“I like watching your reactions more than I do the food, sweetheart.” He said.
“Well, I want to eat my food, not yours.” She said softly.
“Maybe later than.” He said as he started thinking.
“You are a weirdo.” She said with a smile.
“You know no one has ever called me that before.” He said chuckling in that way that filled the room. “I have been called many other things. Snake, trickster, evil, dishonest, and a host of other names but never a weirdo.”
“And why would people call you those things?” she asked in between bites of her own food.
“I’m a cop, hun. For the most part, no one likes cops until they need one.” He said. “And those I catch really don’t like me. I am one of those cops that makes sure everything is by the book, and there is no wiggle room for them to get out of anything before I arrest them.”
“Well, that seems like it should be then.” She said. “I mean I can’t write a paper on the elements of a virus for the other research team to start working on a vaccine unless I have all the components ready and I understand them.”
“Yeah, you lost me there.” He said. “Is that what you do?”
“Sort of. I am basically a glorified fact-checker. I go over things other researchers do to make sure everything will work the way it should.” She said. “it is not as cool as being a cop.”
“Now that is severely overrated.” He said. “There is nothing fun about what I do. I wanted to help people, but honestly, I wonder now who it is I am helping.”
“I think it is a noble job, though.” She said with a smile. “Even if you only catch one bad guy that means that person can’t hurt someone else.”
“I guess if you look at it that way.” He said as he tilted his head. “I tend to be more jaded, though. It is more like the one person I can get of the streets only shows me how corrupt our system is.”
“Well, I think everyone knows that it is.” She said.
“Wow.” He said.
“What?” she asked as she looked up at him.
“You know I never talk about work with anyone. Somehow you not only got me to talk about it but also share my opinion which I also tend to remain neutral unless I have to say something out of turn.” He said as she looked into his eyes which were widened.
“No one understands what I do. Most just nod and pretend. Though it isn’t what I wanted to do, it has been a good job for a bit. It gave me a start and kept me close to home.” She said with a smile.
“I think I like that idea. I mean if you weren’t here we wouldn’t be trapped in a cabin with a blizzard going on outside.” He said.
“Not sure if that is a good or bad thing.” She said as her smile grew.
“I am finding I don’t mind it.” He said.
“Me either.” She said.
“Does this qualify as a second date?” he asked as he looked at her, “or are we still on the first?”
“I don’t know honestly.” She said as she looked at him.
“Well, I am counting the breakfast in bed as a second date.” He said.
“Then will dinner be our third?” she asked, laughing. She removed the covers and brought the tray she had been eating off of and placed it on the small table by the bed. She hurried back into the bed as the chill in the air was still there.
“Possibly.” He said as he did the same. “And the time in between can be like the phone calls and texts that would be between the dates.”
“You are thinking this through a little too much.” She said.
“Kit, I like you. It has been a long time since I could even remotely say those words to someone. I do want to take you to dinner sometime this week coming up. I want to know more about you. I want to see if I should ask you to go to the wedding with me.” He said.
“Mitsuhide I am glad you said it. I like you too. It is surprising though because Lisha set this up. I want to go to dinner with you or lunch, whatever fits into your schedule. I knew about the wedding already, Lish told me about it. I knew that was her end game.” Kit said as she looked up into his golden eyes.
“To be honest, it was mine, too for a while. Now I don’t have one.” He said.