When Haven realized they had reached her home, she looked at Lucas and thought if she should invite him. After two thoughts, she spoke, "Do you want to come in?"
"Yes. I have fallen for you," he whispered the last word.
"Huh?" She was sure that she had heard him correctly.
"I have fallen for your food. I hope you will feed me some," he rubbed his stomach with his hands to explain with actions.
"Uh... yeah sure," she said and got out of the car and walked to her house.
Mrs. Morgan was outside, walking in her little garden. She didn't miss seeing the man from today morning and Haven walking inside her house.
Haven and Lucas walked inside her house and he closed the door and latched it from inside. Which was a big shock to the audience, Mrs. Morgan!!
"Why do you live alone?" He asked her, removing his jacket.
She turned to him before answering his question but was shocked to see him removing his jacket. She wondered what was he planning.
"Why are you removing your jacket?" she asked.
"Relax. I'm feeling hot. That's it." He settled on the couch.
"Oh..Ok," she turned back and started walking towards her room.
"You didn't answer my question,"
"Huh?" Then she remembered her first turn to him was to answer his question.
"I am from Chicago. My parents live there. When I got the job, I moved here,"
"Ohok,"
"What about your siblings?"
"I am one and only,"
Lucas nodded his head and pointed her to go on with her routine.
Haven went to her room to do her evening routine. She changed her clothes to more casual pants and a T-shirt. She removed her makeup and tied her hair into a bun. She freshened up and walked outside.
Lucas was far more than settled in her house. He was laying on the couch and was watching the news.
"What do you want to eat?" she asked, walking into the kitchen.
"Anything is fine."
Haven thought for a moment about what to cook. She always had a light meal at night. Since Lucas was at home, she thought she should probably cook something his favorite. Also, he had mentioned he doesn't have a family. And he was also being a helping hand in planning the team dinner.
"What's your favorite?" she came and sat by his leg on the couch.
He looked at her, she had changed into shorts and a T-shirt. She still looked beautiful with no make up and a messy bun. The most beautiful he has ever seen.
"Chicken," he said. He was more intent to look at her than he was to say what was his favorite food.
"Marinated chicken with onion kebabs..."
"Flatbread drizzled with a cucumber and cilantro yogurt sauce." He completed the menu for her. They both laughed at the coincidence if their favorite dish.
It was always seldom for haven and James to find something in common. Haven always convinced herself that she and James belonged to the opposites attract kind of category. And she always tried her best to fit into his hobbies and favorite past times. Not once did she think that this was a sign of things not going to work.
"Okay, then, chicken it is," Haven said and got up from the couch. Lucas watched her walk into the kitchen. Even he finds it a little amusing that they share a favorite food. He smiles when he sees her wearing an apron and pulling out ingredients to cook for them.
Lucas got back to watching the TV and Haven began cooking the menu that she and Lucas have as favorites.
After a few minutes, the TV had got Lucas bored. So he found his next entertainment when he saw Haven cutting onions.
He got up and walked straight to her. He draped his hands around Haven's body as if he was back hugging her.
Haven jumped out of scaredness. She turned back to see a grinning Lucas.
"What are you doing?"
"Can't you see?"
Haven rolled her eyes, "No."
"Helping you,"
"How on earth is back hugging me is helping me?"
"Like this," he gripped both of her hands and started to cut the onions. Haven could feel his breath under her ears. And she could feel his hard chest pressed against her back. Haven was frozen for a moment. She couldn't move or talk or even breathe at that moment.
It's not like Lucas didn't notice the silent Haven. He just chose to pretend to not sense it. He was taking all the pleasure in teasing her like this.
Haven gathered some courage, "Lu.. Lucas."
"What Haven?" he asked. He was so close to her and his voice sounded more than sexy to her ears.
"I.. I can… do this," she said softly.
"I thought of helping you though,"
"Maybe… you can do something else?"
Lucas had picked up that this was time to stop teasing her. Haven had already experienced a spine chilling shiver running through veins. And he had felt it when he spoke near her ears and she shuddered at this action of his.
"Ok," he bluntly said and walked to the refrigerator and got out the chicken and started to go carve it.
Haven sighed of relief and got back to the preparations.
They had cooked together and they seemed to sync in well with team work too.
After the dinner, they had a talk with Lucas' friend, who was also the owner of the Italian restaurant which Lucas had mentioned.
The phone call went well and Haven was glad that she had Lucas by her side to help her organize everything, restaurant, menu, timings, and everything. She wondered if he will really fix her too, by making her a Dominatrix.
Becoming a Dominatrix was still struck in Haven's mind. But she was also scared to get involved in it.
That night, Lucas and Haven went to sleep, on her bed, tangling their bodies. Lucas knew Haven needed some attention and affection to recover from her breakup. So he didn't force himself on her. Haven too enjoyed Lucas' embrace as she slept in.