I was humming as I followed the recipe in the cookbook. There was no way in hell I was going to burn just bacon and eggs I thought in satisfaction.
The food was burnt.
This is my third attempt at making it and it was also burnt. I sighed at my failure as I poked at the food in the plate.
Strong arms suddenly wrapped around my waist "hmm. What are you cooking?"
I relaxed against him resting my head on his chest "Nothing edible"
I could almost pretend he loved me as much as I did him,that this was a normal occurrence in our lives when he made a noncommittal hmm and kissed my neck "let me be the judge of that"
"What?" I asked dazedly.
He chuckled as he kissed my neck again "Let me be the judge of what you made"
He released his hold on me and walked around me to sit on the stool in fr
