He slightly pouted his lips and shook his head at her, “I thought you would drool over the chef, not the meal. Are you sure you’re telling me the truth, Anna?” She propped her face with both palms and stared ta him, her smile unwavering on her face.
“I'm so serious, but if the chef would be added, then I think it will be manageable as well.” She chuckled at the expression he had on his face as if that wasn’t what he had imagined she would say and she took him off guard. Anna watched him stirred the meal before he worked toward her and she managed to keep herself calm, her racing heart steady and the palms that were getting sweaty as dry as possible but nothing worked.
He sat down after he had pulled the chair beside her and she sat upright as well, he took both her hands in his and smi
