My Secretive Wife

LAST MEAL TOGETHER (2)

His steps were fast, trying to reach the cabin as quickly as he could. He arrived at the cabin's door in five minutes with his long stride. The smell of someone cooking in the kitchen greeted Marco when he opened the door. He grabbed his blue slippers and put them on. He tried not to make any sound to surprise his wife. 

On the other hand, Athena already sensed that her husband was back when the door clicked open. Her senses were sensitive because it was necessary for her profession. Their agency trained all their agents to enhance their senses. She pretended that she wasn't aware of his presence. Athena doesn't want to spoil the surprise that Marco was planning by walking silently towards her.

Marco did not enter the kitchen right away. He leaned on the wall and watched his wife busy herself in the kitchen. She was chopping vegetables on the counter and set them aside to get another one to cut into pieces. He smiled happily, knowing that his wife finally cooked something for him, and it's the dishes that he likes. 

Athena can see Marco leaning on the wall through his reflection on the knife she was holding as he cut some vegetables. She saw him genuinely smile as he watched her. Athena thought, 'Why is he smiling?' Then it popped into her head that she had never cooked for him since they met, and even after they got married. She frowned and felt guilty for not doing it before when she shared a lot of time with him. She blinked her eyes, trying not to let a tear fall on her cheek, but it had already escaped her eyes. Luckily, she just started cutting the onions. 

Athena discreetly wipes the tear that fell on her right cheek. Marco noticed her action, so he walked in her direction. 

"Hello, love! I'm back," he gently put his hands on her shoulders and turned her around to face him. 

"What's strong, love? Are you not feeling well?" He asked with concern visible on his face. 

Athena swallows her saliva before she speaks, "I-m okay, babe." She already denied that she's not doing well, so there's no use inquiring further. "It's because of the onion." Marco knew that she was making an excuse, but he did not dispute what she said. She seemed to be bothered by something, and he wanted to know what it was, but he knew she wouldn't tell him whatever was bothering her. 

Marco pulled her closer to him and kissed the top of her head. "I'm glad you're okay, babe," he said, hiding the doubt in his tone. "I didn't know that you can cook," Marco teased to ease the mood in the kitchen.

"Well, I'm not bad at it," she said. She's a good cook and can even surpass the best chef in the world if she has professional training. Growing up as the best chefs' daughter in town, she naturally learned to cook through them. Their restaurant is well-known in City B because of her Mom and Dad's cooking and professionalism in dealing with their employees, customers, and suppliers. 

But today is different. Athena doesn't have the heart to cook for herself or anyone else anymore since they're gone. She wants to do things that she hasn't done to Marco, and cooking meals for him is only one of them.

Marco gently pushed her away and looked deeply into her eyes. "I'm your number one fan, babe! So, I'm telling you, you're the best!" Marco gave small kisses to her eyes before he let her go.

"Do you need help?" He asked and was about to remove his suit jacket, but Athena stopped him.

"No, babe, I got this!" She said proudly and pushed him out of the kitchen. 

"Go change your clothes. I can handle this." She said, reassuring him that she could do it herself. 

"If you say so, love," Marco nods at her and heads to their room to take a shower to refresh himself. 

Athena finished her cooking and set the table. She looks at the time showing on the stove, and it's already half-past twelve. Athena started putting the food on the table. She made the classic wedge salad for an appetizer, grilled spareribs on top of thinly cut lemons with asparagus on the side, mac & cheese, and baked sweet potatoes for the main course. She thought of making the strawberry cake but baking lemon pound cake for dessert instead. 

Marco opened the bedroom door and smelled the food coming out from the dining. His stomach growled at the smell, and he was glad that he left work as soon as she called. 

Athena felt his presence, and she looked at him with a sweet smile on her face. 

"Have a sit, babe," she said without leaving her eyes on him. 

Marco nodded and winked at her, making her blush. Marco's lips lightly rose when he saw her blushing. He pulled a chair and sat down quietly. Athena then pulled her chair, sat down, and served Marco. 

The meal was quiet, and Athena did not stop serving food to Marco. Marco felt like she was spoiling him, and he liked the idea of a wife pampering her husband.

Athena stood up and started collecting the dishes and putting them in the sink. Marco helped her with the remaining plates on the table. The meal ended with a few glimpses and a smile at each other.

"Thank you, babe," Athena said while reaching for the plates that he was holding. 

"It's my pleasure to help my wife," Marco said with a teasing smile. 

Athena smiled in return and rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher instead of washing them by hand. Athena wants to spend more time with Marco not to waste her time washing the dishes manually in the kitchen. 

Marco leaned on the counter and watched her rinse the dishes. She seemed to be in a hurry. He knitted his brows and thought of what was going on in his wife's head. 

Athena turned around and tried to reach for the towel, but Marco got it for her. He reached for her hands and dried them tenderly. 

"You worked hard today, love," he said in a loving voice. "Thank you for doing so much for me. I enjoyed it!" He hung the towel back on the rack and kissed Athena's lips. His quick action stupefied her. She didn't expect that move, but she won't deny that she likes it. Though, it spoiled her plan of kissing him first.

She kissed him back, and whatever inhibitions she had before, she shrugged it off. She doesn't know when she will have this chance to be with him the next time, so Athena does not hold back. She poured all her love and passion at once. 

Marco was surprised by her boldness. Although she sometimes took the initiative when making love, it was the first time she was in total control. He watched her every move and tried to follow her lead. They move in rhythm. He is like listening to music, and his body mimics its sounds. 

Athena continued kissing Marco while her hands were roaming around his body. She lifted his plain white shirt, and Marco helped her take it off. She tried to relax her breathing while she revealed his upper body.