Chapter 6. Patrick

"Honey, I am home!" he exclaimed as he opened the apartment door.

He was smiling because, in his opinion, a woman in a black skirt and a red blouse with a basic white apron was cooking. And this woman was his, how could he not be ecstatic? 

The young woman turned her head without ceasing her hands from stirring the pots and said with a smile, "You are back! I'm afraid I won't be able to come over to you. The pots will catch fire!" She said this with a regretful expression on her face. 

However, the man was not upset as a result of this. He was thrilled because the cuisine his bae was preparing was one of his favorites, which his bae does not always cook. Her greeting him may wait until another time. She might as well just cook to her heart's content today. 

"It's okay, love," the man murmured as he placed his suitcase on the table, “simply do your own thing. Let me change, and I will come and join you when I am done." 

Avita nodded a