Nico pretended to look affronted for a moment. "This is what I get when I walk through the door? Where's dinner? This relationship is never going to work if you can't appreciate me for more than my italian cuisine!"
He cracked a grin as he drifted over to the stairs and lazily sat down on the bottom of them. "Come entertain me. I'm bored." And he couldn't get his stupid brain to shut up about Sasha, but that was another story.