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 and enjoy him working away, but alas,

said, “It’s probably the oranges. Open the

here?” Rayna grumbled, but her heart was melting from his gesture, and she jogged over

woman who opened the door, he froze. “Huh? Is this where… Mr.

the two baskets of oranges before the entrance. The smell of them

“Oh, okay.”

When he saw how much she was enjoying the oranges, he realized

take my leave now. Please ask Mr. Faymon to just call

put on his raincoat and

Mrs. Faymon?

Gabriel had been calling her Mrs. Faymon, but she had felt nothing about it. Yet, now, she found that

crept onto Rayna’s face, and she glanced in the direction of the kitchen

no women’s shoes and things other than hers at the

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

oranges, and she simply could not stop

lost track of how many oranges she had eaten. Finally, Curtis came back out of the kitchen with a plate of hot cheese

plate on the coffee table, Rayna eagerly reached out for it, only to put her hands on her earlobes to cool it down in the next second after

certainly going to be hot,” Curtis said, amused by her

shot him a glare. “You’re the

wanting to be childish as her, Curtis picked up a bun and blew on it. Once it no longer felt

Rayna took a huge

it was a little spicy, but the texture was surprisingly

tastes great,” Rayna mumbled as she

the bun even if it was bad since it was Curtis’ first time making food. Little

ate one after another like

at the side quietly and watched her gobble away. When he saw some cheese on the corner of her lips, he took a napkin to wipe

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

can I not fall for a man

the men in the club room had uttered. Then, she thought about how the man before her was handsome, rich, and so capable of making yummy

needed was to stand there, and a whole group of women would throw

Rayna thought about how he would be this gentle to another woman and make great buns for another

he quickly moved over to her and asked, “Why are you