Sara and Blake reached Blake's villa. It was empty, the maids had gone home for the day. Sara was wondering how they were going to have dinner, "Maybe we'll order take out, or the maids have probably prepared something."
Sara went to freshen up in the upstairs bathroom, and as she came down she noticed that the dining table was still empty.
"Blake …," she called out.
"I'm in the kitchen," said a muffled voice. So, she went into the kitchen to find Blake wearing a grey apron and cooking. She was surprised, who could imagine the great Blake Anderson knew how to cook.
"You can cook?" Sara raised an eyebrow.
"Come here, taste this sauce," Blake said as he gestured with the spoon. Blake was preparing the sauce for the spaghetti.
Sara stood beside him and tasted the sauce.
"Mmmm, this is yummy.. ", she liked the sauce and was not exaggerating. If the sauce was already this good, then she can just imagine how the spaghetti will taste.
