Chapter 18. Cooking

Calista’s POV

“Thanks! I was wondering how I was going to get home!” I exclaimed with a wide smile on my face.

“No worries, hop on,” Zane replied warmly.

We arrived home swiftly, and as I dismounted the bike, a wave of tiredness washed over me. Turning to face Zane, I couldn’t help but smile gratefully.

“You have no idea how thankful I am,” I expressed sincerely.

“You don’t know when to stop saying thanks, do you?” he teased gently, his smile mirroring mine.

I chuckled softly. “I was just being sincere,” I replied as we entered the room. However, I abruptly stopped when a peculiar smell reached my nose.

The apartment was infused with a tantalizing aroma that caught my attention immediately. Frowning slightly, I scanned the room and quickly headed towards the kitchen, where I found Draven engrossed in preparing a meal. It was an unexpected sight, and I couldn’t help but watch him intently, curious about his sudden culinary venture.