I felt my cheeks burning as I stumbled away from Ethan, my heart pounding in my chest. "You're a perverted man!" I cried, unable to keep the tremor from my voice.
Ethan's laughter followed me, deep and rich, sending shivers down my spine. "Perverted? Oh, Natalia, you're overthinking things. I just want to eat your cooking. Get your mind out of the gutter."
I whirled around, narrowing my eyes at him. "I'm not an easy woman, Ethan Stone. Don't think you can just waltz in here and-"
"And what?" he challenged, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Eat your food? How scandalous."
Frustrated and flustered, I stormed into the kitchen, pulling out ingredients for a quick noodle dish. As I worked, I could feel Ethan's eyes on me, watching my every move. The weight of his gaze made my han
