Chapter 38

Pollen's POV

“Not again” Raymond said as I turned to leave the moment I found him in the kitchen.

“Who is after you?”

“No one” I whispered and started towards him with uncertainty.

“Then why were you trying to run?”

“I wasn’t”

He stretched a small bowl towards me, “Get me some water, will you?” 

He stirred whatever he was cooking with those muscles and abs all bare.

“Sure” 

I got water from the tap and took it to him.

“The water” I had to call his attention as he was too busy stirring what I found out to be spaghetti. Why was he cooking in such a deep pot when he could use a frying pan?

“Thank you” 

He was about to pour some water into the pot of spaghetti when I blurted, “Isn’t that spaghetti stir fry?”

“It is” He turned to face me and my face flushed. 

It was too embarrassing that I had to do something, just anything to distract him from making any remark on it.