Chapter 12

Maya was smiling when Max knocked on her door. She rushed to the front door only to be faced with Max’s beautiful face.

“Have you had lunch?” Maya asked Max.

“Yes, but I don’t mind having some more,” Max replied as he watched Maya close her door and follow him to the kitchen.

“Why don’t I make us some pasta? That is my specialty,” Maya said as she stood at the kitchen counter.

“What’s pasta?” Max asked.

Maya had to laugh. She knew that her boyfriend had a lot to learn when it came to food. It was no wonder that she was able to cook all his meals.

“You don’t know what pasta is?” Maya was surprised. “Are you sure you don’t want something else?”

“Nope, pasta sounds good.” Max smiled. “You are good at cooking, aren’t you?”

“Well, I am not bad,” Maya admitted. “I just enjoy cooking.”

“I want you to know that I appreciate all that you do for me,” Max said.

“What do you mean?” Maya asked, completely confused. “I am not doing anyth