Aria watched silently, resting her head on her palm as Noah started to cook. He had folded his sleeves until his elbows, his veins on his arms bulging while he continued cutting the vegetables. Once in a while, he would look up and smile at Aria.
Aria sighed lightly admiring the man before her. 'Who said a man did not look appealing when he cooked? If he looked this sexy and delectable, I would want him to cook for me daily. Ahh, I could stare at him all day.' Aria thought to herself, smiling like a lovestruck fool. She licked her lips and continued to stare at him.
Although Noah had taken up the duty of preparing a scrumptious feast for his beloved, he could not help but get distracted from seeing her strong gaze on him. He dropped his knife and turned to face her, making her raise her eyebrows in wonder. "Aria, please stop distracting me. Be a good girl and sit in the living room."
