“Y-you made this yourself?” she asked fighting the urge to grab the freshly baked croissants staring invitingly on the table.
“Well…” Chad shrugged scratching his head.
“Why?” she asked, eyeing him.
He didn’t respond immediately, he pulled out her sit as he settled her against the table and then leaned beside her his eyes filled with amusement and affection.
“I didn’t want to be kicked out of the house by my wife,” he teased dropping a light kiss on Cassidy’s cheeks.
At that instant, Gerald, the butler entered the dining room and he heard Chad’s remark. He couldn’t resist laughing causing Cassidy to blush deeper in embarrassment as she playfully nudged him by his rib.
“You can’t change my mind after one meal,” she scoffed.
“Then I’ll cook a few more meals. Anything you want, I
