The dinner may or may not be a successful attempt at getting inside Liberty’s head…and heart.
Naomi noticed that her boyfriend wasn’t as cold as before anymore. Maybe he got the space that he needed. Well, good for him.
After he had showered, he made sure to help with preparing and plating the food and put some cold drinks in the fridge. Naomi couldn’t decide whether to run her mouth or allow him. After all, she should be the one impressing him, not the other way around. In the end, she decided to offer some help as she bit the inside of her cheek.
“I got this, you already cooked. Just stay seated and relax, alright?” His lips curved upward in what looked like a smile born out of self-reflection. Liberty held Naomi’s gaze so intensely that she couldn’t help but blink the tension in t
