Chapter 112

Okay, now that came out so harsh. I didn't mean it that way. "I'm sorry if it came out badly. I am just surprised, that's all. It's not every man that takes pleasure in stepping foot in the kitchen, not to mention cooking, and especially when there is a woman with them and a flour to deal with. So, don't get me wrong." I defend myself because he seems really hurt.

"I get it. Actually, I'll do the cooking. You pull a stool, sit down, and watch Deep Moore Azzua cook for you."

"But..."

"That's an order, Gia Wilsons! Sit and shut up, unless you want to compliment me or, perhaps, surprise me with a sorry kiss." Damn!

Alright. I put my hands up for surrender and obeyed the order of First Lieutenant Deep Moore Azzua. He can go to hell with that fucking kiss shit!

Less than an hour later, we are perched in the living room, enjoying the perfectly made pancakes. They say there is nothing like perfection, but I think this guy is perfection. He is just perfect in e