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.

stay in the kitchen a while longer and enjoy him working away, but alas,

“It’s probably the oranges. Open

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 where…

right now.” Rayna’s eyes drifted toward the two baskets of oranges before the entrance. The smell of them was enticing, and she could not help but pick one up to peel it. “Please

“Oh, okay.”

glance at Rayna. When he saw how much she was enjoying the oranges, he realized with a start that it

to just call the orchard if there’s anything else

to that, the deliveryman put on his raincoat

Mrs. Faymon?

get engaged to him. Gabriel had been calling her Mrs. Faymon, but she had felt nothing about it.

blush crept onto Rayna’s face, and she glanced in the direction of the kitchen at the man with a smile on

women’s shoes and things other

a new girlfriend. Maybe it’s a heartless reporter

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

of how many oranges she had eaten. Finally, Curtis came back

to put

It’s certainly

a glare. “You’re

her, Curtis picked up a bun and blew on it. Once

Rayna took a

and it was a little spicy, but the

great,” Rayna mumbled as

even if it was

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 her lips. “What’s the hurry? If this isn’t

For a moment, Rayna had forgotten she

not fall

over the gossip 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 cheese

needed was to stand there, and a

be this gentle to another woman and make great buns for another woman,

tears made Curtis panic, and he quickly moved over to her and asked, “Why are