His Precious Love

She had never thought Curtis would make her cheese buns because he could not find them.

It was her first time seeing him being in the kitchen for such a long time. His back was broad, and the sight of that made her feel safe.

Rayna tiptoed over and reached out to touch his back.

A little more, and I’ll be able to hug him…

Right then, Curtis shifted his shoulder and turned around.

Rayna instinctively retracted her arm and stood transfixed in her spot, her eyes meeting with his.

“Not gonna watch TV anymore?” Curtis was a little taken aback to see her in the kitchen. He moved a little to the right, afraid that she would see the phone beside the knife block.

Rayna lied, “I’m scared you’ll end up putting sugar as if it’s salt, so I came to supervise you.”

Curtis was rendered speechless.

“How’s it going?” Rayna asked, glancing at the spot behind him. It was then she saw the wonky-shaped buns behind him and how some of the buns even had cheese spilling out of them.

When Curtis looked in the direction she was looking at, he stiffened and said awkwardly, “It’s hard to wrap it around them. I’ll redo them later.”

Rayna shook her head and smiled. “It looks good. I’m sure it’ll taste good too.”

This is already good considering that this is his first time making buns.

Then, she added, “I’m serious. This is your first time making this, and you even know how to prepare the dough and the cheese without anyone teaching you. That’s amazing!”

Curtis nodded in agreement. “It looks like I’m talented at making food.”

The chef, who had accidentally overheard the conversation, pursed his lips.

Stop bluffing, Mr. Faymon. If Ms. Garland wants you to make a whole feast, you’ll be quick in admitting your mistake.

while longer

the oranges. Open the door, will

just tormenting them by asking them to deliver oranges here?” Rayna grumbled, but her heart was melting from his gesture, and she

was a woman who opened the door, he froze. “Huh? Is this

The smell of them was enticing, and she could not help but pick one up to peel it. “Please move

“Oh, okay.”

glance at Rayna. When he saw how much she was enjoying the oranges, he realized with a start that it was not Curtis who wanted

Rayna, “Mrs. Faymon, I’ll take my leave now. Please ask Mr. Faymon to just call the orchard if there’s anything else you’d like to eat.

react to that, the deliveryman put on his raincoat and rushed

Mrs. Faymon?

once set her up and made her get engaged to him. Gabriel had been calling her Mrs. Faymon, but she

face, and she glanced in the direction of the kitchen at the man with a smile on her

things other than hers at the

he didn’t get a new girlfriend. Maybe it’s a heartless reporter

was in love with the oranges, and she simply could not

she had eaten. Finally, Curtis came back out of the kitchen with a plate of

it, only to put her hands on her earlobes to cool it down

out of the oven. It’s certainly going to be hot,” Curtis said, amused

glare. “You’re

blew on it. Once it no longer felt as hot, he

Rayna took a

hot, and it was a little spicy, but

Rayna mumbled as

bun even if it was bad since it was Curtis’ first time making food. Little did she expect

one after another like

gobble away. When he saw some cheese on the corner of her lips, he took a napkin to wipe her lips. “What’s

voice was soft. For a moment, Rayna had forgotten she was eating,

not fall for a man

mulled over the gossip the men in the club room had uttered. Then, she thought about how the man before

he needed was to stand there, and a whole

would be this gentle to another woman and make great buns

to her and asked, “Why are you crying again? Do the buns taste