Amara’s POV
"I don't say anything," I rolled my eyes at him and put the blanket over my face to hide my embarrassing face.
Damn! Did I say that?
I bet he's wondering if I still want him!
As I closed my eyes, he stood up. I sneaked up on him and saw him going to the kitchen. Since I haven't eaten anything yet this afternoon, he must be making something to eat. My stomach growled, telling me it was time to eat, so I took a deep breath.
I slowly stood up, approached him, and asked, "What are you preparing?"
“A chicken soup for you since you are sick,” he replied, smiling at me.
“So you went outside earlier to buy all these ingredients?”
He shrugged his shoulders, “No, I asked Chris to buy this for me. I don’t want to leave you alone yet.”
I smiled at him, “Uh…..”
He turned h
