Maya POV
Mrs. Smith compliments me Aunt Rose would like the smell of strawberry cake and chicken dishes. I enjoyed cooking and baking, so I decided to prepare and bake as a gift. I couldn't afford to buy her expensive gifts since I couldn't afford them. I was making chicken gravy at the time. Every minute or so, Zack would cast a glance at me.
I was nervous because I felt his scorching glare on me. I sighed in bemusement and strode over to him; he gave me a sidelong glance before averting his sight to the phone. I sighed and drew my arms around my chest. He stood up and raised my brows.
"What are you up to?" While staring carefully at me, he inquired.
"How come you're staring at me?" I inquired, pointing the knife at him.
Shit! I completely forgot to keep this on the counter. Looking
