When they reached the room, Henrique noticed that she had relaxed during intimate moments, but still hid behind the towel afterward. She only let go of it when she was in her lingerie and pants.
"I'll prepare the soup. It won't take long as there are already some frozen ingredients."
"Can we eat in the TV room? There's a talent show on."
"Of course, darling, whatever you want."
Henrique took care of every detail of the meal; she was completely winning him over, and he didn't mind it. He went to the garden and picked a flower from the rose garden she had planted; when she planted them, he thought they were useless, but he kept quiet. Now he saw he was wrong.
He found her comfortably nestled among the cushions, pulled the side table over, and placed the tray on top; the bowl of soup was
