The next day, I told my parents I’ll be home for dinner and that I’m bringing my boss along. When I woke up, I found Sebastian in the kitchen early in the morning.
Belle: “Good morning. What are you doing?”
Sebastian: “Good morning baby. I’m making seafood paella.”
Belle: “For lunch?”
Sebastian: “We’re bringing this to your folk’s later for dinner.”
Belle: “You didn’t have to do that. We could have just bought a cake or something.”
Sebastian: “Your boyfriend is a gourmet chef. Why would I bring a*****e-bought cake for my girlfriend’s parents’ house?”
Belle: “Fine. Have you had breakfast?”
Sebastian: “Yes baby. Go have breakfast. I’ve prepared some for you at the table.”
Belle: “You know when I move in here, I might get fat if you keep feeding me like this.”
Sebastian: “I’ll still
