Kristina's POV
I was busy drumming the dining table with my fingers. Nathan had strictly prohibited me from entering the kitchen.
I could hear various kinds of noises ranging from spoons falling to the microwave ringing.
It’s been an hour and Nathan are still cooking. Wait. . has he already eaten what he had made? Forgetting that I am with him too?
I couldn't take it any longer. So, I quickly made my way towards the kitchen door which was hardly an inch away from the dining table.
I slowly peeked in to find Nathan busy making sizzler for me. He was taking a lot of efforts to made our friendship stronger already.
Seeing him working so carefree and enjoy himself I couldn't ignore the pleas the younger me made.
I quietly made my way towards him such that his back was facing me and
