Since finding Astrid and Alain safe and sound last Sunday, Julian had been feeling a lot happier. Eliot had taken on the role of father in this situation and Jules felt that the pressure wasn't really on for him anymore. Which couldn't be said for his classes, but the less said about them the better.
"Oh, yes. It's all the same" Julian said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "You're just used to dry meat. One day I will cook you a real meal" he said, scrunching his nose up. "Theoretically, of course." Jules wasn't sure he would be caught dead cooking for someone else.
"Your dad is going to have a heart attack before he is fifty."