"Hey, I said I've heard," he protested good naturedly. "I've eaten some questionable things in my time but never an actual horse. I promise."
Taking a deep breath, he made a big show of letting his shoulders relax a little. Between what had happened in their past and his nature as a werewolf, he couldn't completely let go of the worry. "I will do my very best for you," he promised taking her hand in his and pressing a kiss to her palm. "Anytime I can spend with you does me a lot of good."
Oliver had never believed that he would have a child of his own. Too much in his past was a black hole and then Marina had been turned. Having Lidia come into their lives had been a welcomed event. "Good, good," he said "Both her having a good day and her coming home for dinner." He frowned thoughtfully. "Not really? Anything you make is amazing or I could make steaks. I'm a simple man."