CHAPTER 44
SOPHIA POV
I was in the kitchen, humming along to a tune as I chopped vegetables for dinner, lost in the rhythm of the knife against the cutting board. Suddenly, I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around me from behind, and warm lips pressed against my neck.
"Hey, beautiful," Henry whispered, his voice sending shivers down my spine.
I smiled, leaning back into his embrace. "Hey yourself. What brings you to the kitchen?"
He nuzzled my ear and said, "I missed you. And I heard rumors of a delicious meal being prepared in here."
I rolled my eyes playfully. "Oh, please. I'm not exactly a gourmet chef."
Henry spun me around to face him, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, lucky for you, I have a refined palate. I can handle even the most disastrous culinary experiments."
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