Despite her busy schedule, she often found the time to visit Nikol's house and showcase her culinary skills as a gesture of gratitude. Her presence in the kitchen never failed to bring an extra touch of delight to his girls.
A mischievous idea sprouted in Nikol's mind, and he approached Rebecca stealthily, careful not to disturb her delicate concentration. With a gentle smile, he crept up from behind and enveloped her in a warm embrace. The unexpected contact made Rebecca startle, her body jerking slightly. However, as she recognized Nikol's familiar touch, a radiant smile adorned her face.
"Nikol," Rebecca chuckled softly, turning her head to meet his gaze. "You shouldn't startle me like that in the kitchen. You know I have sharp knives."
Nikol released her from his grasp, his eyes twinkling with affection. "My apologies, Rebecca. I couldn't resist surprising you. But fear not, I trust your knife skills. They are as impeccable as your cooking."