Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

Left holding nothing, Domenic just shook his head, amused.

Domenic slipped into a light gray, fluffy nightgown Lindsey had just pulled from the dryer today.

It still smelled like the fresh scent of laundry soap, a smell that made him feel relaxed and right at home.

As he entered the kitchen, he found Lindsey had already prepared the beef and had the tomatoes washed and sliced.

Seeing him, she turned with a sweet smile and said, “You know, I’ve picked up a few skills lately.

I won’t be as clumsy with the cooking as I was before.

Seasoning, though, still isn’t my strong suit.

Domenic rolled up his sleeves, took the knife from Lindsey’s hand, and set it on the table.

Then, gently nudging her aside, he said, “Let me handle the beef.

Keep your distance.

You don’t want to get cut.

”

Lindsey made a face and teased, “You said you’d teach me how to cook today.

Why are you doing everything yourself again, treating me Like a kid? I did manage to cut the tomatoes, see?”

Domenic gave the tomatoes a quick look and nodded without much attention.

Cutting beef was trickier than slicing tomatoes, and he didn’t want Lindsey to injure herself.

In response, Lindsey playfully pinched his waist.

Domenic, however, wasn’t about to back down.

Using his height and strength, he caught her slender wrists with one hand and tickled her with the other.

She squirmed and tried to escape the tickling, eventually taking refuge in his embrace.

Seizing the moment, Domenic wrapped his arms around her waist, Leaned in close to her neck, and took in the scent of her skin, letting it fill his senses.

Lindsey’s voice trembled as she tried to push him away, her efforts proving futile against his much greater strength.

Despite her resistance, he only held her tighter, as if challenging her attempts to escape.

Left with no other option, Lindsey ceased her struggles, allowing him to plant kisses from her collarbone up to her chin.

His fingers, long and cool, brushed her lips tenderly.

With a rough voice, he murmured, “I tried to hug you earlier.

You darted off so quickly, just like a little rabbit.

You’re not getting away now, are you?”

A flush crept over Lindsey’s cheeks, yet she stood her ground, managing to shove him back.

She asserted, “It’s time to start cooking.

This isn’t the time to be thinking about such things!”

Domenic, after a moment of gazing at her flushed face, finally released her from his embrace, though reluctantly.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

“Fine, have it your way,” he said with a hint of disappointment, then turned to slice the beef, making no rush of it.

The night was still young, after all!

Lindsey followed Domenic’s instructions and put some cold water in the wok.

Then, she started adding vegetables as he shared some cooking tips.

She listened intently, nodding.

Perhaps because it was warm in the kitchen, she loosened a few buttons of her pajamas.

This made her figure slightly visible as she moved next to Domenic.

It was hard for him not to notice her, and he found himself feeling a bit distracted, swallowing nervously.

Doing his best to keep his focus, Domenic bent down to pick out some ingredients.

He noticed only tomatoes.

“Didn’t you mention liking potatoes in this? I don’t see any.

”

Only then did Lindsey remember she had peeled the potatoes before Domenic entered the kitchen.

She hadn’t had a chance to chop them.

Quickly, she fetched the cleaned potatoes from the sink and said, “Let me handle the chopping.

”

Holding a potato, Lindsey was eager to try.

Domenic watched her with concern and cautioned, “Be careful.

”

The potato was slippery, and just as Lindsey was about to cut it on the chopping board, she felt Domenic’s warm embrace from behind.

Domenic was hesitant to let her cut the potato alone but didn’t want to discourage her.

So, he gently wrapped his arms around her and guided her hand holding the knife.

“I’ll cut with you.

”