_________Because you are mine_______
Rachel's POV
"Lorenzo!" I yelled his name the moment I stepped my feet in the house and strolled further into the living room.
The house was a tad quiet and I narrowed my eyes in suspicion at the environment. If I hadn't noticed his car outside, I would have thought no one was home.
"Lorenzo?" I called out again as I discarded my shoes and dropped my bag on the table. "Where is he?"
"I'm here babe," his sexy voice answered as his sexy body appeared in my line of sight. Dressed in only black sweatpants and shirtless with a spatula in his hand and an apron loosely tied on his back, he looked so appetizing than whatever it was he was cooking. "Miss me?"
"Of course," I grinned as his face lit up at my presence. "What are you doing?"
"What does it seem like I'm doing?" He inquired and waved the spatula in the air. "Cooking, obviously."
