chapter 8
cat my phome after Alec handed it back to me, trying to figure out what he had sent to Daniel, However, there was only one response from Daniel “Thank you, babe, you won‘
ving me embus but knowing there was no use in asking Alec what he had sent. At least I didn’t have to worry about Alec making a fool out of
1 glanced down at my pho
Tattempted to mandrop on Alec’s conversation, but all I caught was a simple “I need you to sepay the font. ”
Looking around the kitchen, I noticed Alec hallgathered all served ingredients. Did he know how to cook? Was he actually preparing dinner? I should probably keep a close eye on him to make sure he doesn’t speak in any polum.
“An von cowling dinner?” I asked, observing as Alec picked up where he had left off, shopping learcoll
“yeah, you’re hungry, right?” Alec inquired, letting the mile test on the cutting besid before checking in his chicken once again.
, you’re the dering husband new? 1 quipped as I attempted to climb onto the counter to sit dem Alec noticed and without attering a word, he placed his hand on my waist and reled me an if 1 weighed nothing to him.
“Tin trong to make this work. We’ll be stuck together for he to three years, Alana, might as well,” he replied, returning to his veggies and skillfully chopping them. He moved around the konchem like her knew exactly what he was doing, and I couldn’t help but wonder when he had learned to cook. His muscular back is on full display for me and only me. Since when were back
~sence high school | had to help in the kitchen back in the foster home, or we’d be having rice, peas, and white chicken dally,” Alec explained
it was just vino who cook?” I inquired.
“We had a house with ten lads, and there was another girl, Ryan. She and I would make food, and in turn, we’d get a few extra dollars because the adult got to work longer shifts, “he replied, revealing a glimpse of his challenging upbringing. I suddenly felt a pang of guilt i had no idea what his life had been like growing up, only that it hadn’t been easy. “When you left to college did you still check in with them I wondered
“Where do you think half of my paid internship money went?” Alee chuckled as he added more regles to his rice pan.
“But that was barely enough to one person to survive,” I pointed out, recalling my own experience with the same internship. The pay had been meager, and it had barely covered my
| can make money stretch, Alec said with a laugh, but a hint of seriousness lingered in his eyes. He was resourceful, and I was beginning to see just how pealient he was
“Do you feel terrible for bullying me already?” Alec teased, raising an eyebrow with a playful smile on his lips.
“Not une bit.” I retarted with a playful eye roll.
“Good” be churided and walked away with a plate of steaming fried on a spoon oing on it until the steam subsided, he held it to my lips. “Taste.”
I took a bite and was pleasantly surprised. T’s delicious,” I admited.
“Thank you Set!
$1“) being the fond,” Aler said with a satisfied grim before heading back to the kitchen, leaving me eagerly anticipating more of his cooking Fielartanny hopped off the counter and made my way to the dining room to set up the table. The room was grand, with a beautiful chandeller hanging above the center of the table. Beige curtain obscured the view, but when I opened them, I was greeted by a lovely garden with beds of colorful flowers. I decided to light some of the candies, adding a warm, intimate ambiance to the non. Then, I selected a bottle of wine from the line collection my parents had stocked for me.
Carefully, I pouted the glasses as I noticed decreturning to the table with two plates filled with the delicious dinner he had prepared. I took my seat at one end of the table, and Me placed my plate in funt of me saying, “Enjoy dinner.”
He settled across frunte with his own plate and wine, and we dined together in silence. While Spendag! revening alot. After dinner, we retiraled to nur respective beds
1 may not have been particularly fond of Alec, sharing a meal like this felt far better than
The next moizung, we rusted to get ready for our departure. Fortunately, my father had arranged for his private jet totransport us, ensuring that I wouldn’t be spotted at a public airport. My Kane, Daniel 1, aut Aler’s ence stall treading online, causing quite a stir.
Uput our antival in Montana.
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Alexed he was imposed is his phone and couldn’t wait to read the live–star rekat. As we drew closer to our destination, with snow falling gently around us, I turned to be and
- for a roomment. Ir suddenly struck me that i didn’t have my husband’s social media information.
a platform, “I whispered tehim, a furrow forming on my bow.
luje l’an not on social medu,” Aler Maugged casually and pocketed his phone:
sly programmed my inunder into your phone,” Alec revealed, calc
Du the dark–where Truuldet help but admite the natural beauty around us. Alerod by my side, and with moms, be gently pulledane closet, one hand testing on my hip while the
Alec suggested we check out the p Taggeding lace, compelling me to pace into his eyes. At that moment, he leated in, andour lipsinet
private deck. I saw no reason to decline; the winner enery was nothing short of bawathtaking. I followed him ryes, my lingers gripping his lapsas laeterned the kiss, succumbing to his intestating scent
La sett, almond seductive sound that ser
tina Misshd moment, koerier, was aleuptly interrupted by admin and
ereli eshing taste of mints on lips. Filmed toman my lingers through his pile my feelings of resentment toward him, there was no denying that he
banging the glass talad, we immed around and were met with the sight of Daniel and a crowd
of paparazza matuide, nacirler of them petturied to enter dir to the croon l’astubigeni serilly mugames.
Tianiel’s face entesated with anger as he slammed his hand against while prave in the opportunity to capture this spectacle.
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