Dermot's pov
I got home as fast as I could even though I wasn't driving, I was eager to see Carter's expression when he sees my hair.
I didn't have the time to wear the new dress but I would wear it tomorrow, that way I can show him the makeover I got.
I unlocked the door, the wonderful aroma from the dinner he was making filled my nose and made my mouth water.
"What smells so nice in here?" I asked as soon as I saw him.
He was putting on an apron and prancing around the kitchen, it was a wonderful sight.
"I told you I would make dinner," he said simply. He was yet to look up at me, his focus on whatever he was frying at the moment.
"It smells wonderful, I can't wait to taste it," I told him.
"Yes, I am as great in the kitchen as I am wonderful in be...d" his voice trailed off when he looked at me.
