Jolie took a bite of the noodles and then looked over at Gavin.

"What is it?" Gavin asked in a calm tone, meeting her gaze.

Setting her utensils down, Jolie stared at him earnestly. "Tell me, how did you make this? Can you teach me?"

The same pasta, the same vegetables, the same seasoning-how could it taste so much better when he made it?

How on earth did he do it?

She was dying to know!

"No," Gavin replied bluntly.

Jolie's expression almost crumbled.

Grabbing his arm, she began to shake it lightly. "Come on, teach me! I'm willing to pay tuition. This is really so good! Teach me, won't you?"

She was trying to coax him.

Gavin glanced at her small hands resting on his arm.

In the past, she was always polite and reserved around him, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor. But now, she had dropped the mask, gradually revealing more of her genuine emotions in front of him. And this playful, coaxing behavior? That was something reserved for those she felt close to.

with him-didn't

mind raced with thoughts, but outwardly,

"No," he repeated.

her hands

don't teach me!" she muttered to herself.

Hmph!

voice, he said,

focused

pasta, she wiped her mouth clean, got up, and

slightly. She had quite the temper for such a

the couch, still fuming. He wouldn't teach her and even had the nerve to

she thought about it

Ahem...

was a good excuse

hadn't forgotten what Selena

problem was that she still hadn't

were five chances left. She could take her

...

updates, describing how the imposter overseas had narrowly avoided getting caught time and again.

her heart

knocked on her door

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