He did not sound offended so I decided to answer him without an apology for using his kitchen without permission. "I was hungry, I wanted something to eat," I replied easily.
"I thought you were unwilling to learn so that I could cook for you forever," he commented as he walked toward me.
I smiled and shook my head. "I guess the hunger got the best of me," I replied playfully. I wanted so badly to hug him. I loved to see him being cheerful although that did not I did not love him when he was cold.
I just wanted to put a smile on his face when I can. If I have not said this before, he has the most beautiful smile I have seen well, perhaps not as beautiful as my smile is.
His joviality was easily contacted as he got closer, I put down what I was carrying and wrapped my hands around his waist without bothering about the others in the kitchen with me.
