Bill served Arabella with seafood pasta.
The smell alone was very enticing. T
The looks were very delicious already.
“Food is meant for eating not for staring,” Bill remarked seeing her just staring at her food and didn’t like to ruin the presentation.
Arabella smirked at him.
She still couldn’t believe the mighty Bill Sky could do something good other than s*x and business matters.
She knew it was delicious as she had tasted his cooking before on the yacht but it was too long ago.
She was still not used to seeing him in the kitchen.
Even though she didn’t want to eat his food but she couldn’t help it.
The pasta was like saying ‘you miss half of your life if you can’t have a taste of me!’
She rolled her eyes but after she started eating.
‘Gosh! It’s really true! So yummy!’ In her mind, she was overwhelmed with satisfaction but she didn’t react from the outside.
