Chapter 78

Bryan's POV 

“Do you even know how to cook?” 

I frowned and almost dropped one of the eggs. That would have proved her right but she was so wrong. 

I didn't reply as I cracked the eggs into a bowl. I dropped the milk on the counter and whisked the eggs. 

“What are you making?” She asked craning her neck to see what I was doing. 

“Do you have any flour?” I asked and she nodded then scrunched her nose. 

“What are you…?” 

“Just watch,” 

She scowled but pointed me in the direction of the flour jar. I took a generous amount, adding a little more than I needed. My goal was to impress her and I was going all out. 

“You're making pasta from scratch?” She commented, surprise in her voice as she saw what I was doing. 

I winked at her and then quickly created space on the counter. After pouring some of the flour, I added the eggs and carefully combined them.