Blind Date Turned Proposal

Chapter 253

Chapter 253 Didn’t You Say You’re Hungry?

Josie found herself enveloped in his arms, her head resting against his impeccably chiseled jawline. His warm breath encircled her, offering comfort in this foreign place.

Dexter’s embrace radiated a sense of authority, as if silently assuring her he would be her protector. She need not worry about anything.

The pantry was stocked with an array of food. Josie nibbled on her lip as she contemplated her options.

“How about Bolognese meatballs?” As she was tiptoeing to fetch something from the shelves, she proposed while setting a can of Bolognese sauce on the pristine white marble countertop.

Dexter grabbed a few more ingredients, ran them under the water, and mischievously tapped her bosom. “Alright, you can go now. I’ll be finished soon.”

Uh, this guy…

Josie glared at him, her cheeks flushed with annoyance and abashment.

He winked and teased. “Wait for me.”

Amused by his cheeky response, Josie muttered, “Rascal!”

the kitchen and noticed the

“Mhm.”

“Mind if I take a peek?”

an ordinary resume, with Wyatt’s ID photo attached. The Russell family certainly had good genes; they managed to look good even in the typically awkward ID photos. Josie placed it back on the table

saw Dexter cuttin at ease as if

The tall man stood in the kitchen, completely

cooking. Although it was a rare occurrence,

now, back at Russell family estate… If his family or servants discovered that the young master was cooking

with conflicted emotions, and she approached him, skillfully cracking an egg into a bowl.

of the bolognese sauce, asking.

taste. She casually digressed, “What about

her another spoonful, replying, “Perhaps not. Our family is quite traditional. He had minimal

sheltered in an ivory tower, utterly

family could be so strict and rigid with their sons. Unable to contain her impression,

smirked, lightly tapping her delicate nose. “You’re so

lips, he paused for a

Bolognese sauce on her lip, its vibrant red color inviting him to taste it, and her lips… Josie was unaware of the intense and desperate flicker in the man’s eyes. She was distracted by the pot of Bolognese sauce left on the countertop. Quietly, she reached out

swiftly seized against her back while Dexter’s lips descended

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