Love at First Novel by Gu Lingfei

Tatum followed Elora into the house.

The lights were still on, but the first floor was empty-everyone had gone to bed.

The housekeeper had left the lights on for her, knowing she hadn't returned yet.

Inside, the warmth of the house surrounded her. Without hesitation, Elora slipped off Tatum's coat and handed it back to him.

He took it, then trailed behind her to the sofa. Once she sat down, he asked gently, "Would you like a bowl of sobering soup?"

Elora rubbed her temples. "Yeah, I should. If I don't, I'll have a splitting headache tomorrow."

Without another word, Tatum headed to the kitchen.

Elora leaned back into the sofa, closing her eyes again.

She wasn't sure how much time passed before she heard the sound of his footsteps approaching.

eyes fluttered open, and she immediately straightened her

the time or place, she always

said, placing the bowl on the

Elora hummed in acknowledgment.

tired, go get some rest. I'll drink

not sleepy. I took a

no

promised Miss Sevyn that I'd stay until you

Elora didn't argue.

Tatum remained standing.

You don't have to stand."

my private chef, not my servant. There's no need to be so formal with me. respect capable people,

was the alcohol

was finally acknowledging the growing warmth she felt

your kindness, but I'm still your chef. I can't take advantage of your trust and become